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paper plates - gutter mouth lyrics

[verse 1]
back to the plan again
me and alyson hannigan
been jamming with anakin
zap branigan planning on banging a gram
handling panic in pan’s labyrinth
i dress manequin
i’m never sock sandling
i fit sixty white chicks upon my fixie bike
missed the mic check
but it ain’t risky, sh-t – i spit delights
rip your tights up
disclaimer, b-tch – i might be nice
i might be hype
friday night’s a fight
despite my like for life
like for like – mysp-ce vibing
i might delight in blazing
a high price jay
flavour’s a fave of mine
savour the taste of fine rhyming
i’m high climbing
my line for line blinding
i grind finer than amy wine
spit meticulous
flip script ridiculous
i kick with a sick chick
b-tch, jiggle your t-ts with us
pistons bust
this that sonny liston fisticuffs
funny with them risky stuff
honey shrink the kids and f-ck
tuck me in tonight
i’ll suck on gin and sprite
princ-p-l skinner
i’m thinner – dinner’s in the bin beside
flip your eyelids
try buying up my disc
your hard pressed to find it
no label been impressed at my
raptionary – i trap captions
my actions are scary
i do dairy by the gl-ss –
f-ck a tooth fairy
loop de loop spitter
quit the troupe
this the lukey luke warm
swarm of the four chords
and group picture

[hook]
on that old new stanky sh-t
i quit the hanky panky
now i’m back to making banky, chick

on that old new dirty vibe
i spit the hurdy gurdy verses
to bring the nerds alive

[verse 2]
a rather confident don
when i spit competent
i’m blazing outta compton
on a brompton
for the continent
i live life no consequence
this the wrong sense of being conquered
my conker lacking in compliments
they tried to evict my house occupants
i guess i’ll hop the fence –
i left a pair of socks
i’m sick of rocking opposites
i do drop a sick observation
b-tch i got the statement
let the coppers in
it’s all do do do-do doo
who’s who on youtube
views barely a few
so i’m through caring on you dudes
blaring a new tune
i’m there with a few screws loose
fair – but i’m new school
i’ll care if your useful. (uh)
this that smelly rap
make your belly fat
tell a jelly cat
i’m the filling in your deli wrap
captain corelli
your string’s already snapped
masculine fellas can take your
stella back – plate’s cracked

[hook]
on that old new stanky sh-t
i quit the hanky panky
now i’m back to making banky, chick

on that old new dirty vibe
i spit the hurdy gurdy verses
to bring the nerds alive

paper plates
juna cosmos
tinker, tailor, soldier, c-nt

- paper plates lyrics

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