lil barzy, and yung pr1nce - dick withdrawal (feat. yung pr1nce) lyrics
[chorus]
too many b-tches i’m f-ckin’
you gettin’ mad because you get nothin’
that’s why you f-ckin’ sufferin’
you got what’s called d-ck withdrawal
because all you do is beat your d-ck off
[lil barzy verse]
[aye] i’m in the sum you in the negatives
you jealous of how much head she gives
you don’t realize she always begs for this
meanwhile you sittin in your room jerking your d-ck
i bust in her mouth she gets a sip
i f-ck once, then i dip
my bars f-ckin yo head up you need a therapist
you get 0 p-ssy and say “i don’t have hair on this”
i get p-ssy i barewith
i f-ck so much girls you might think its a myth
my d-ck is on the dark side i’m a sythe
you watching 5-6 p-rn videos a day
i get 5-6 b-tches, i get laid
gotta make sure the b-tches get paid
then they get there man, i gotta fade
i gotta wear a condom to make sure no babies are made
you don’t gotta worry you beat your d-ck to the muscle
i f-ck a b-tch fast it’s like a hustle
some of the b-tches i drop because of their must hole
yo d-cks small you can’t even bust though
i bust large loads, you bust droplets
always be smart and keep spare condoms in your pockets
you find a b-tch, she spreads her legs use your key to unlock it
she gets made that you c-mmed on her socket
[chorus]
too many b-tches i’m f-ckin’
you gettin’ mad because you get nothin’
that’s why you f-ckin’ sufferin’
you got what’s called d-ck withdrawal
because all you do is beat your d-ck off
[yung pr1nce verse]
i get so much p-ssy, i done used all my nine lives
my life is a fantasy, my movie is a sci-fi
i plug into yo b-tch and now we connected like wifi
i c-m on her back, sh-t look like white on white tie-dye
you wearing wack apparel – dead-ss
looking like jack sparrow – head-ss
i’ll shoot you in your eye eye, captain
only thing 20/20 is 40 when you add up all the times that you cappin’ (aye)
my side hoe, said she might know
my white bro, named michael
well too bad for my vro
i just f-cked his b-tch, she off the nyquil
run laps around her -ss like a nascar race
i f-ck hoes on the daily, never bother to m-st-rb-t-
i got 10 b-tches and that’s just from sat-rday
i speak on god, i never ever exaggerate
[chorus]
too many b-tches i’m f-ckin’
you gettin’ mad because you get nothin’
that’s why you f-ckin’ sufferin’
you got what’s called d-ck withdrawal
because all you do is beat your d-ck off
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