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magga ruffin - fidget spinner lyrics

[verse 1: magga ruffin]

ya ya
f-ck up yo sh-t
f-ckin yo b-tch (ya cuz)
she suck on my d-ck (we on this)
ya ya

i got yo b-tch, she suck on my d-ck
i got yo b-tch, she suck on my d-ck (d-ck)
ya i got yo b-tch, she suck on my d-ck ya
i got yo b-tch, she suck on my d-ck
ya yo b-tch
she suckin my d-ck
she suckin my d-ck
i’m smoking a spliff ya eh
yo b-tch
she be suckin my d-ck yuh
do a lotta c-ke, i choke her out (oh sh-t!)
with my f-cking chode
you f-cking hoe b-tch yuh
i said i got yo b-tch she and my skrt
skrt, skrt
bert, bert
uzi vert
yuh! suckin my f-ckin d-ck b-tch
(f-ck you mike!)
mumble rap up in this b-tch

hamana tumena
zugema namana
nagana tugema
nayama mongana
batoma napouela
batoma namada
badouba naboo

foo foo
sh-geda pakeda
shigina bigina
pamena chigina
chigina penma
pow pow
den den
na na
ta ta
nyuh!

pull with the forty (pew pew pew)
piping my shordy (pew pew pew)
choo choo choo
pakata pakata
pa pa pew yuh!
ugh!

c-m on yo b-tch face yuh (ungh!)
god! she be suckin my d-ck
ya, up in this b-tch (i’m c-mming!)
i got yo b-tch she suckin my d-ck
(i’m c-mming!)
head rock, back and forth
ya ya mumble rap…

[hook: jaybee]

we be drinking every night
that -ss looks really nice
i’m gonna miss my flight
this sh-t is paradise

fidget spinner in my hand
the vape up in my lungs
this sh-t’s getting outta hand
please don’t tell my mom

[verse 2: lil’ p’p]

okay, i got it
whenever i want, okay
(here comes alex)
here we go, i’m going in here
he we go, yup
here we go

jerry in the room
and he smelling like a shroom (whoo!)
and i f-ck his b-tch so hard
that i send her to her tomb

yussef is here and he shops at zara
i guess that makes him queer
he gets no presents from santa
(f-ck you alex)

kenan’s on the track
but this sh-t is really wack (sh-t!)
he thinks he is so nice
but that b-tch ain’t got no ice (shhh)

speaking of ice we also have zach (zach!)
he bought his new watch today
that b-tch think he is slick but
he ain’t catchin no play (no play)

finally there’s me
and there’s not that much to say
but lots of people tend to think
that i am really blank…
(he means g-y… g-y)

[hook: jaybee] x2

we be drinking every night
that -ss looks really nice
i’m gonna miss my flight
this sh-t is paradise

fidget spinner in my hand
the vape up in my lungs
this sh-t’s getting outta hand
please don’t tell my mom

[verse 3: magga ruffin]

its everyday bro
i’m flexin on yo hoe
that b-tch really tight
ooh, aight
i gave her the pipe
suck on my pipe b-tch
you cannot fight this
huh!

a pakata dakata
adaga da dool
hoo
a sh-gada namena
mina mina ool
choo

pikachu, raichu
pi chi chi
pi chi chi
drrrrrrrrr
poodopa
pee pee pee
ooh!

[outro]

yo he’s done, he’s done, he’s done
but seriously who’s mike
i know mike

- magga ruffin lyrics

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