mini ballsack - nathan fillion / chief queef / chatgpt lyrics
[part i + nathan fillion]
[intro + lil b+llsack]
yeah, lemme get my lyrics
yeah
[verse 1 + lil b+llsack]
i just sold crack to a g+y fiend who look like
snortin’ coke off his booty, they call me elliott sniff
don’t give out free bread, sayin’ f+ck olive garden
all these b+tches gon’ diss me, i be like “i beg your pardon?”
cum my pants in a wendy’s, call that sh+t extra mayo
told these to b+tches to f+ck me, now they’re using a strap+on
said “that’s not what i meant!”, now my cheeks they be clappin’
it’s like i got a scat fetish, be saying “f+ck that sh+t”
when my grandma yell at me i tell her “suck my d+ck”
might be talkin’ bout p+ssy, but it’s cheeks that i clap
stack my money so high it’s goin’ lunar
[verse 2 + mini wheat]
b+tch, i got so much cheese, you could call me sharp cheddar
yo b+tch say you is good, yeah but says that i am better
i be cookin’ on that heat, makin’ h+lla waffles
i’m selling feet and beating meat
i can’t be beat, you on the street
i’m at the mic, be spittin’ heat
threesome with two men, and i’m all up in between
and i was in the car, on my way to trader joe’s
, but p+ss was way above my toes (foreshadowing!)
b+tches ass lookin’ white, with the cum that i’m fillin’ in
sh+t so bright,
cut yo d+ck off, made it shorter, yeah, that sh+t’s abbreviation
[transition + jerzy miek]
[part ii + chief queef]
[intro + lil b+llsack]
this is a certified hood classic
(who up puttin’ they b+lls in a sack?)
yo
2011 (lil b+llsack on the beat)
swag
[hook + lil b+llsack]
homie handed me a crack pipe so i said “i might as well”
yo it’s b+llsack on this mic, no my real name isn’t terrence
and something you may not know is my mother’s name is clarence
you’d think i was a gardener, with all this cash i rake in
homie’s name is mini wheat, but it’s d+ck i’m tryna eat
go check out my onlyfans if you wanna see my feet b+tch
[verse + lil b+llsack]
took her tits out, and i said… “yo b00ba stank”
b+tches like my d+ck, cause they saying that i’m funny
fellas all up on that twitter, sayin’ i’m a goofy goblin
while your hoe up in my crib, f+ckin’ slobbin’ on my kn+blin
started tweakin in the aldi they took me to a specialist
eatin’ celery, and now i gotta pee
oh sh+t, sh+t
i got weiner in my ass, nothing rhymes with panera
sploogin’ on his bussy, now these b+tches want my p+ssy
punchin’ holes up in my drywall, b+tch, wallussy
(phonk cowbell)
b+tch, phonk jumpscare
and i’m stealin’ all these babes, like i hate that daycare
she squeatin’ till i’m guakin, now i’m suckin meat like bacon
september, it’s leaves i’m rakin’, b+tch you f+cked up, mistaken
[transition + jerzy miek]
sometimes
yeah, for real
[part iii + chatgpt]
(chuck mini wheat on that sh+t!)
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