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kibly ca$h - dip too hard lyrics

[chorus: yung succ]
come on b-tch hop in my truck
i’ll show you my guns and then we can f-ck
i’m chewin on dip it’s my d-ck that you suck
breakin’ yo teeth with my hockey puck
i f-ck on your sister i show her my flag
i’m sippin’ on beer yeah that sh-t’s in the bag
my toes are so nasty they gon’ make you gag
if i see a “libtard” i’m loadin’ my mag

[bridge: yung succ]
lucid gon’ suck yo f-ckin’ d-ck

[verse 1: yung olbap]
got mad b-tches drinkin’ ma j-zz
got my n-gg- rabbit trix are for kids
never say never my n-gg- i’m better
you drive a corolla i’m wearin’ a sweaer
stanky -ss boy you look like shrek
hoes on me, d-mn long neck
f-cked your mom in my barn
i love incest p-rn

[verse 2: yung succ]
all of my family they live in a dumpster
i got five dogs they all be named buster
d-ck is so dusty, just like my duster
sister so thick, she call me her thruster
shut yo -ss up, and give me some head
live on a farm, and i grow some bread
if i got my rifle, you gon’ be dead
always be rappin’ in school i done read
all of the food that i eat it be fried
of course she obese because she my bride
imma go huntin’ with my boy clyde
r.i.p. to lil billy and gunther they died

[verse 3: chip]
testing… testing testing
clears throat-
me and my best friend were both named dave
can’t wait to get back and cop me a slave
can’t wait to get back and f-ck thotiana
she gon’ make it pop like a pinata
if you wanna solve this riddle
first gotta be soft like a pillow
me and la flame we stuck on and island
i make her wet like no dry land
we on the plane and we flying to thailand
no bands, no b-tch, no rollie, only a n-gg- named toby
that b-tch be sippin’ on codeine
i want my party a big karaoke
when i get back i f-cked a d.o.g.?
i f-cked a d.o.g

[verse 4: nuta]
pull up in a tractor and we shoot you in the liver
got you with a l-sso, it drown you in the river
if she not my cousin then no i won’t kiss her
when i bring the strap, the n-gg-rs start to shiver
banging john deere i drive it like a race car
chillin’ with my cousin got my cigar and my guitar
i don’t f-ck n-body if the family tree’s too far
i don’t need my shotty, i’ll beat your -ss with a crowbar

[outro: yung succ]
aye royce you did it right here!

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