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hooligan chase - stromboli strollin lyrics

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[intro]
back in this b-tch
but a lot more rich
but a thot more b-tch
whatever

[verse 1]
(ay,ay)
spaghetti o can i’m rollin’ rollin’
spilled sauce while i watched stromboli strollin
i ain’t tryna’ look like macaulay culkin
she know what to do with it so she probably gulpin’
go along and we can get along
i wake up whenever i want i don’t set alarms
tryna’ drop this sh-t but i just made a better song
everything you say is not important ’cause your cheddar long (dumb-ss)
bet your grandma just threw out her hip to this
don’t interrupt my b-tch she got a d-ck to l!ck
every time i write a song f-ck sh-t and b-tch, and how she grabbing loose b-lls like vucevic, go shoot some sh-t
me be too high to do that
you bought her a new bag
why the f-ck you do that
too tight is your durag
i make her need a new bag
she like me for what you lack
boy you such a new jack
you smell me?
hoe don’t even tell me
your plug trying to find his best sh-t that he can sell me
chase got a sword like barristan selmy
the power of the p-ssy the only power that compel me
wait, on second though nah, i got a second thot
don’t be out here gettin’ got
eat your supper while its hot
like i said she couldn’t get a blunt from me
smoke alone, three’s a crowd, two’s company
so what you need girl friend i got the whole enchalada
just the way you like it
chase goin’ do you proper
hooligan quixote, they call me don dada
her lower lip sweet, they fell out a piñata
put his b-tch in a bukake, d-mn he got too c-cky
tats on my arm, jeremy shocky
was it really said if you ain’t hear it on hip hop beat
i can take out your brain, it fit in a sprite can
i stand while she go down like the t-tanic
he didn’t even put a ring on her big toe
6’4″, my d-ck is about as big as the big show
nymphos, fl!cking the t-tty like its a [?]
i’m a man of renaissance
hoes i eat my dinner on
she look like a brenda song
asian or dominican
eating d-ck like cinnamon
whole spoon full leave her looking like a cinnabon
hit the pack like a batter at bat
knocking down your house with a ratta-tat-tat
bad luck chase you thought i had a black cat
well sh-t i’m outta raps that’s that

[outro]
spaghetti o can i’m rollin’ rollin’
spilled sauce while i watched strombolli strollin’
ay you know i be strombolli strollin’
ay you know i be strombolli strollin’
spaghetti o can i’m rollin’ rollin’
spilled sauce while i watched strombolli strollin
ay you know i be stromboli strollin’
ay you know i be stromboli strollin’



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