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perk - wow lyrics

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[verse 1: perk]

rapped like ya nana who’s panting wit tan bandages
man scandalous fans of the bland can’t handle this
banned phantom i grand slam em and land damages
granted it’s a span that scans like panned cameras is
throw a tantrum my glands have been tampered with
strands of cannabis planted with yams and canned gamma bits
bruce banner i do hammer this d-mn banana d-ck
into brand amateurs tooths like ham sandwiches
bands of mannequins jammin to spammed languages
scammed grahams scrammed and ran to examine this
ram a b-tch swam in it smoked another gram of ick
(a) hand of shammed lambs but i am a planned vampirist
suckin blood nuckin futs catch my snuffle up in guts
huffin b-tt what? not my tongue ain’t touchin c-nt
f-ck wit us get ya lovin pumpkin stuffed with nut
couple shmucks
struck her cut
pumped sp-nk
upchucked
and stuck it shut

[hook]

it’s the p-e-r-k
x2
feeling unstable some horses was at the barn hay
couple entendres know we do it our way

[verse 2: perk]

trippin speakin writtens i weep spittin these deep sentences
fetal position weak contendin pretensiousness
eat these midgets then swallow some steep chemist sh-t
kibbles bits cleanin my t–th like cheap dentists is
been a d-ck sweep my feet in these beats dinner kits
benefit no one but me as i heat cl-toris
feed a b-tch the greenest tip of all the teams adidas kicks
believe in it anita’s clique has 1 to 3 degrees in it
and she will agree db make her fiend for d-ck
thought she was bulimic when i skeet and made her squeamish it’s
my abstact habitat crack a bat bag it fast
rock salt in my master bath
cops called on the aftermath
have a blast f-g contract staph if you last for wrath
yak the pack back till i’m askin where my axe is at
in the backpack, a magic rat that can rap his -ss
off un soft boss with a f-ckin matchin hat
pulled him like a gat laid flat and watched these rappers laugh
strapped on these cats and he’s at em like some scattered hash
brats stopped chatter were tattered i heard the splat of scat
knew their swagger’s laquered didn’t matter if the track was wack
whole clique claque stacked they want a vat of that
hit em with a bad attack ; grabbed em like the -ss was fat

[hook]



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