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!k2u - gumby lyrics

[!k2u’s verse]

i’m just tryna, get the bag, get the money
mama stay wonder how her broken hearted son be
young boy stay tough, cause a cracker ain’t no gumby
i control these little f-ck boys like it nothing
ain’t no buffing

stay on my sh-t like a shroom
everyone is fake like a cheap cartoon
all ya’ll be sheep and ain’t got no clue
bluesclues boy and i’m still with my crew

you ain’t worth these hands
you ain’t worth these bands
you ain’t worth a mother f-cking penny
while i’m mentally advanced
in the circ-mstance that you were unmanned
i’d have you on your knees and hands
take your f-cking belt you’d get finessed

[rose’,the poetic’s verse]

it’s the
doobie rapping, scooby snacking, nooky clapping
straight thrashing
blowing through weak spines like thin napkins
sh-t happens when you plea bragging
teeth cracking from crown capping
sound fraction, profound full action
frantic, sagging, slashing
dragging bodies to the cabin
easy breezy chilling in your mansion
breaking numbers up in half now that’s a fraction
richy rich b-tches up in hampton
p-ssy pinker than the salmon, a mad man
sprinkle in her eye call me sandman
call me mr., call me mr. sandman

turn these rap cats
into rap snacks

[c.yph.er’s verse]

aye aye aye aye

i can’t get sick cause i’m sick of this sh-t
with a chick on my d-ck and my hand on my clip
and this f-cking degeneres blasphemous sh-t
with a stupid new b-tch i go all my sh-t
all on my chick, all on my stick
go and smoke with the clique for a bit
blow up my sh-t, stupid -ss b-tch
b-tch on my d-ck

yuh yuh

tight like a virgin
i am the surgeon
b-tch cause i cut you off
like i am lurking
smoking on gas
yeah we are purpose
smoke me out
straight to the f-ck it

b-tch i’ma come, smoking on gerbin
sippin’ on tech and drinking on bourbon
you getting clipped, that is a certain
you getting closed, like you is a curtain

aye!

- k2u lyrics

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