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kill whitey - yeet lyrics

[intro]
yeah yeah, b-tch
yee-yee-yee-yeet
shoutout to um minesweepa, i think it’s mindsweeper?
is that his name? i don’t know

[chorus]
pull up on them like
yeet, yeet, yeet
margielas on my feet, feet, feet
she’s gonna beat my meat, meat, meat
she kiss me cause i brush my t–th, t–th, t–th (t–th)
pull up on them like yeet, yeet, yeet, (yeah)
margielas on my feet, feet, feet (feet)
she’s gonna beat my meat, meat, meat (yeah)
she kiss me ’cause i brush my t–th, t–th, t–th (yeah yeah huh)

now watch me whip
now watch me nae nae
i can’t think straight straight
cause b-tch i’m g-y g-y (g-y, whoa)
pull up to the club (yeah)
like f-cking yeet
all of the b-tches know that i am f-cking neat (whoa)

[verse 1]
oh my god don’t be mean to me
because i’ll cry, and i’ll cause a f-cking scene
i’m a nice man and i deserve respect
give me a million dollar d-ld- chain that i can dangle around my neck (yeah)
swag all on my stupid p-n-s, that’s just how i flex
come through with my peepee out and you know it’s erect (it’s erect)
don’t you subtweet me you b-tch, i keep that sh-t direct
yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
yeah, keep that sh-t direct
b-tch i’m smoking dust, watching p-rn in a ace ventura shirt
while i eat a ear of corn and dip my d-ck inside some dirt
then i put it in your mom, gon’ make it nice and nasty (nasty)
make her suck my weewee ’til her throat get h-lla raspy
where are we, like freddie mercury, i’m singing bohemian rhapsody (woo)
talking sh-t about the ppg, hold it back with all of that blasphemy (b-tch)
before i go full wolf of wall street and dangle you off the balcony (give me your money)
mixing a whole, bunch of different drugs is pretty good with the alchemy

[chorus]
yeet yeet yeet
pull up on them like yeet yeet yeet
pull up on them like yeet yeet yeet (ahhh)
pull up on them like yeet yeet yeet (ahhh)

[verse 2: lord dookie & k!ll whitey]
yah yeet, yah
yeeting is my job (woo)
rolling with my homies, and we’re yeeting as a mob
pop up at your house, and then we eat out your mom (yeah)
don’t give a f-ck, i’m yelling yeet to god
yeah, what the f-ck’s that mean, just yah yeet, yah
thought we left that in 2015, but nah b-tch, nah (nah)
i’mma still laugh at vine like hahaha (haha haa)
and keep beating my own meat, i will never stop

[hook]
pull up on them like yeet yeet yeet
margielas on my feet feet feet (feet)
she’s gonna beat my meat meat meat
she kiss me cause i brush my t–th t–th t–th (t–th)
pull up on them like
yeet yeet yeet (yeet)
margielas on my feet feet feet (yeet feet)
aahh (t–th, t–th)

[outro]
(beep boo bop boo beep)
yeet, yeet, yeet
yeah, okay
our flaccid d-cks are t-

- kill whitey lyrics

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