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gotham city syndicatez - eviction notice lyrics

[intro]
i got you in my palm
take your boy to prom
you don’t have many qualms
i could rule you, i could rule you
you could be my b+tch
give my ass an itch
we can find your niche
i could rule you, i could rule you

[chorus]
baljeet you’re my brand new timmy
i see your little booty boy gimme
you smell like sh+t and you know i like that
we can have a lotta fun you stupid brown brat

baljeet you’re my brand new timmy
i see your little booty boy gimme
you smell like sh+t and you know i like that
we can have a lotta fun you stupid brown brat

[verse]
once upon a time in a land far away
i f+cked many boys, made many more g+y
had a merry time in turkey and greece
hit a nag in russia, which i liked the least
they have strict laws, can’t gеt my d+mn claws
on some little teeny weeny moscow boy paws
then i got tickеt to my next big stop
a place so quaint they sell me sh+tty goy slop
[chorus]
baljeet you’re my brand new timmy
i see your little booty boy gimme
you smell like sh+t and you know i like that
we can have a lotta fun you stupid brown brat

baljeet you’re my brand new timmy
i see your little booty boy gimme
you smell like sh+t and you know i like that
we can have a lotta fun you stupid brown brat

[verse]
when i got to the city i almost threw up
my stomach is iron but i have a flare+up
even at my best, i can’t stand this smell
a people so dull they take sh+ts where they sell
i buy some street milk, that’s a bad idea
ibs at this time of year
my stomach starts to growl and bowels start to leak
but i take my pants off and i start to streak
i get strange looks and i just stare back
are they just mad that i have what they lack
i get back on track then i sh+t my guts out
then i see a little boy that i watch and i scout

[chorus]
baljeet you’re my brand new timmy
i see your little booty boy gimme
you smell like sh+t and you know i like that
we can have a lotta fun you stupid brown brat
baljeet you’re my brand new timmy
i see your little booty boy gimme
you smell like sh+t and you know i like that
we can have a lotta fun you stupid brown brat

[verse]
i see this little queer in a dark alley way
i follow his ass and don’t know what to say
i stare at his face with a deep facial creep
where my lips start to curve and my eyes start to peep
he sees my cold soul like a moth to the light
he loves my warm gaze and my kisses and my bites
i pull his pants down and i listen to the sound
of his screams and my dreams of a king and his crown
i own this whole town, india is mine
and little boys will know when i blow out their spine
he sees my cold soul like a moth to the light
he loves my warm gaze and my kisses and my bites
i pull his pants down and i listen to the sound
of his screams and my dreams of a king and his crown
i own this whole town, india is mine
and little boys will know when i blow out their spine

baljeet you’re my brand new timmy
i see your little booty boy gimme
you smell like sh+t and you know i like that
we can have a lotta fun you stupid brown brat

[outro]
i buy some street milk, that’s a bad idea
ibs at this time of year

- gotham city syndicatez lyrics

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