graffitiavenue – who’s he? lyrics
[chorus: graffitiavenue]
who’s he? that’s graffiti
extra blood in my martini
with alfredo fettuccine
steak hibachi steamed zucchini
who’s he? that’s graffiti
extra blood in my martini
with alfredo fettuccine
steak hibachi steamed zucchini
[verse 1: graffitiavenue]
beep boop bop like a teen robot
big buck shots for your second thoughts
sh+t goes off like pop pop pop
gratatata
pull up you’re going to medical
doing the dash cause my ass is incredible
feeling sublime when she sucks on my t+st+cl+s
could’ve been yours but you’re small like a decimal
or maybe a fraction you talk about action
you’re really just capping so now i am snapping
you were all sleeping while i was just napping
now i’m the main course and f+cks are all snacking
tear up your family just like a divorce
you repel p+ssy with genital warts
perry the platypus your plan i will thwart
my crystal gems got pearls and some quartz
if you find me i’m leaving you c+ckeyed
bombing your street i’m tagging the stop sign
chocking your b+tch like carbon monoxide
we go together like spinach and popeye
my girl is s+xy bad and so freaky
rubbed up and down in the bubble bath squeaky
doubled up cheeky she busts through bikinis
that ass claps together the world shakes completely
and i’m about f+cking up heavily
thinking it’s time to change the intensity
time to work out draining my energy
getting a bag labor like pregnancy
when i’m around she crumbles like panko
d+ck in her p+ssy it takes two to tango
after i bust down i’m sipping on mango
whipping through lights they crashed the durango
catching my breath i need my inhaler
people are fake excuse my behavior
moving ahead so do me a favor
get out the way i have no time for failure
little 808 in my hippity hop
l!cking up and down every drippity drop
and i’m never gonna stop till the tippity top
how could i not i need some bipity bop
instead of the jealousy
you should just relish me
we’re all gonna die
it’s certain that’s destiny
my music’s a fetus that i am developing
the womb is my studio conceived by the melody
in my room with some celery you stay on some hearsay like greg is with stephanie
micheal f+cked melanie
i’ll catch me a felony
severe your body and hang the parts separately
so many thoughts you’d think it’s amphetamines
[chorus: graffitiavenue]
who’s he? that’s graffiti
extra blood in my martini
with alfredo fettuccine
steak hibachi steamed zucchini
who’s he? that’s graffiti
extra blood in my martini
with alfredo fettuccine
steak hibachi steamed zucchini
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