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mumble rap is good – boutta head out lyrics

[intro yung man 11 and ramsus]

waah!

aye, aye, aye
aye aye aye aye yah
arr arr arr rah

[verse 1 wannabe20xx]

i wanna go to the mall, yeah, i wanna get that top, baby
ride up on my c-ck, like you wanna get me castrated
i don’t need my d-ck, that’s the first part of my grand plan
so i can become a girl, and give it to the crackheads
i wanna be the girl that wear the choker, fishnets
i wanna tumblr, yeah, i wanna look at d-ck pics
i wanna get a brain, i wanna be the drain
i wanna take a sh-t, i wanna be a b-tch

[verse 2 yung man 11]

yeah, i get that top at hot topic, (hot topic)
goth shorty work at red robin (red robin)
you think you hot, boy? stop it
it’s a bop like bop-it (bop)
i get that tooth in the booth, i get that brain on the plane (oh yeah)
i get the dome in my home (home), i get that head on the train
i get that mouth in the south (south), i need the esophagus now
gimme that top need to chow down, gimme that izzy i turn brown
gettin’ that face at the pow wow, imma take dan to pound town
get that frown in the downtown, get in the circus you act a clown
in the mall i get that uvula (that uvula), mumble rap is good, yeah, uh, yeah she choosin’, uh

[verse 3 masterchicken]
shorty cut me off, she don’t give me top
go to the mall to get me some good slop
get the p-ssy wet like a mop when i’m groovin’
got so many hoes don’t know which b-tch i’m choosin’

[verse 4 q]

i was p–pin’ in the coupe, touch me in the b–b
eatin’ all the food, oh, we black?
hop in, okay okay gimme that chin
oh we sorta tall, now i can ball
lemme go to the mall
i am white privilege, tell me i can’t and i will
go out to the date, drop a pill

[verse 5 ramsus]

chillin’ with my boys, we on top
chillin’ with m boyfriend, he give me top
chillin’ with my boy john, he on top
you know this alb-m ain’t a flop, yeah
i wanna go to the mall just to ball
i wanna go to the mall just to fall
i wanna take some f-cking methanol
and f-ck around with my dudes cause they ball
we cr-ppin’ all the time, we won’t stop
we cr-ppin’ everywhere, even on his top
the b-ll-nd of his c-ck
write my name big, john hanc-ck
i just want some motherf-ckin’ tooth
hop up in the booth, p-ss the boof
sippin on that apple juice
hit my f-ckin’ kids, yeah, child abuse, ah

- mumble rap is good lyrics

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