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hamburger helpers - tied up 4 lyrics

[intro: iroha (illit)]
this time, i want+

[verse 1: mihn]
my b+tch p+ssy smell like penguin
flappy bird ain’t no penguin, like a penguin
catching mud crab like mangroves
fry some chicken with some panko
feeling like monkey, mankey, catch a mankey
new york yankees, huh
bought a s+x doll off craigslist
got my b+tch from craigslist
that lil thangy, that thang thanging

[verse 2: bixby]
gotta close my eyes, tianamen
take another puff and i feel like a man again, huh
and my old b+tch gotta new man
that’s the type of sh+t that keep me up at 4am
drank too much i feel like i can go and k!ll a man
keep a pistol just in case i gotta k!ll a man
your boyfriend walk around the function in some timberlands
and your girlfriend like my music and she still a fan
and the pistol that i keep tucked
made a red dot from the knees up, 100k up on my visa
imma drop all this money i feel like lisa
lisa imma let this k pop
he a munch that’s a starbucks cake pop, uh
u got diamonds boy they fake rocks
i got 1, 2, 3 abg’s like its k+pop
[verse 3: starfall]
ahh, light ’em up get high
put a blunt to the sky
big boss mob ties
choppa finna put him down snort ’em like a line
la with the gang b+tch we never lack
how you sing in paper b+tch u always flat
ain’t a sneak diss b+tch you couldn’t rap
said you got a girl i already tapped that
what’s your eta b+tch i’m with newjeans
you a ditto where you clone wish you were me
hype boy like a dog don’t pursue me
in a all black demon smoking, omg, kush, ahh
get high get high, more bread to fly
joon got thick thighs, he mighty fine

[verse 4: joon]
f+ck velcro i got laces, uh
punch u in the face need some braces (b+tch)
fives to the head now you faceless (woah)
we jus ate some lobster and some crayfish (few)
when you got hamburger helpers yea you big as f+ck
starfall opps thinking that they bad as us (what, what)
james yea he prolly gon’ be mad at us
f+ck taking missions
b+tch, i’m tryna make it out the suburbs for a minute (yeah)
playin’ with that p+ssy yea go buy a f+cking kitten (meow)
yeah you thought we cooking b+tch i’m never in the kitchen
starfall really gotta get a bad b+tch, hope she got an accent woah
[outro]
hamburger helpers they did it again
and they added a member, mihn+dim+sum
i love fried rice, does anyone still f+ck with boba?

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