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papa rumpleforeskin - fuck windsor lyrics

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[intro]
its about that time b-tch, i’m leaving windsor its official
getting the f-ck outta here
f-ck you clout chasers
f-ck the featherman
and most of all, f-ck bull ‘n barrel
you p-ssy -ss b-tches, i’m gonna eat your f-ckin’ -ss hoe

[chorus]
i lick up my hand (lick it)
point it and c-ck it (ah bow)
when i slap up her coochie, i wind it up before i drop it (yeeeeeeeoowww psssh)

you look at me funny (look at me b-tch)
what is the matter (huh)
is it that i f-cked your girl cause she served her own -ss on a big f-ckin’ platter
(ah ah ah ah swerve gang)

he cry in his jammies (b-tch baby)
he huggin’ his sister (huggin’ her huggin’ her)
but he doesn’t that know her official t-tle is stepsister (thanks p-rnhub)

drive off in your ram (zoom skrrt)
i see that its lifted (see that its lifted)
only thing moving quick is the s-x disease that you transmitted (ah)

[verse #1]
name is just papa foreskin (oh hi) (stop beat for the adlib) people say i’m off the walls
(f-ck i’m crazy)
they say that i have an accent, where you from i respond with “my daddy’s b-lls”(oh….yeah)
but if the queen had some nuts (this b-tch got nuts?) then she’d be the king (king)
stroll around with a ding-a-ling swing around, whip a f-ckin’ sting (sting)

my momma will slay (swish swish)
she think that i’m g-y (she know that i’m g-y)
she jealous i throw it back better than half of her friends like to say (aye aye aye yuh)

please come on in close (come on in close)
did you wash out your vag (sh-t stank)
i see the fat guy from across the room get up and pack up his bags (foh real?)

i’m at the beach with your auntie (uh)
her panties they gettin’ so sandy (uh)
she ruffles right down for these nuts so i turned her around fed her green asian candy (got’em)

lil baby you better go stop it (p-ssy)
trippie redd told me that cappin’ get clappin’ (facts)
pocketrocket pole that put you to nappin’
just like a dyk- you know i’m always strappin’ (huh huh huh set it straight)

[chorus]
i lick up my hand (lick it)
point it and c-ck it (ah bow)
when i slap up her coochie, i wind it up before i drop it (yeeeeeeeoowww psssh)

you look at me funny (look at me b-tch)
what is the matter (huh)
is it that i f-cked your girl cause she served her own -ss on a big f-ckin’ platter
(ah ah ah ah swerve gang)

he cry in his jammies (b-tch baby)
he huggin’ his sister (huggin’ her huggin’ her)
but he doesn’t that know her official t-tle is stepsister (thanks p-rnhub)

drive off in your ram (zoom skrrt)
i see that its lifted (see that its lifted)
only thing moving quick is the s-x disease that you transmitted (ah… haha… b-tch… papa rumpleforeskin… its time to peace the f-ck out… see ya’ll b-tches never… aye aye aye aye!)

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