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james daniels - aitch 2.0 - reisha & stacey (keisha & becky parody) lyrics

[intro]
very s+xy, reisha, stacey
mhm+mhm, mhm+mhm, mhm+mhm

[chorus]
pull out, pull out, i won’t nut, won’t nut
stick it right in her big b+tt, big b+tt
gimme, gimme your digits
oh my god, look at that midget, wait a minute
drip like some taps, close your legs, smelly flaps
very s+xy, reisha, stacey
[verse 1]
like baby suck it, you’re only a two but i’ll just say “f+ck it”
this my first time, girl please just touch it
sh+t on her chest, so big can’t miss it
girl get on your knees and then l!ck it
suck my toes and tickle my sack
make no p, twenty pound on tax
very ugly, girl she, chubby
baby, let me spaff on your bum bum
i’ll take off the extra small condom
don’t smoke a spliff ’cause they’re wrong wrong
i don’t pipе your girl ’cause her breath pong
vеry erected, her poon smellin’ infected
stuck on a johnny, protected

[verse 2]
(yo)
both hands on her chubby batty, feed her a patty, reisha a fatty
lemme show you a diet plan, you can have this meal, after that no maccies
put mum’s tv on gumtree, she need p but i bought new trackies
got my haircut short for the gally, they don’t rate it, said i look sp+cky
give her my three+inch, she said it’s tiny, what do you expect when i look like this
only lasted fifteen seconds, jizzed in my trousers after we kissed
told stacey pull up to the gaff, i’ll stick my todger right in your glans
when she pulled up, pants went down, i took a look, oh f+ck, she’s trans!
[chorus]
i won’t nut, won’t nut
stick it right in her big b+tt, big b+tt
gimme, gimme your digits
oh my god, look at that midget, wait a minute
drip like some taps, close your legs, smelly flaps
very s+xy, reisha, stacey

[verse 3]
how many tugs did i have this year and how many times did my bed get tickly?
had an uncle who’s name was ricky, took me in a van and he touched my d+cky
and i didn’t wanna tell aunt vicky so i went police station real quickly
and how many years did he get? top of my head, i think about fifty
and i ain’t gettin’ touched by nonces
man send one text to your female, left on read, man get no responses
fat girl with the br++sts come near me, give her big macs, two two, now she loved it
and my jizz come quick like an email, her breath stank worse more than her m+ff did
and everyone wanna sh+g reisha, stacey, pipe down little boy, stop it
one look at your peen, she’ll vomit, cheese on your kn+b like wallace and gromit

[outro]
this rappin’ stuff’s easy y’know, i mi+ i might just become a rapper

- james daniels lyrics

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