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san doctor - oedipus lyrics

you gonn’ get beaner for dinner
you gonn’ get beaner for dinner
you made of gold im a winner
you made of gold im rey midas

all of my girls they be older madonna
cougars like its a savana
young ones dont even like prada
thats why i might f-ck ya mama
thats why she wore her pijama
yah
f-ck you there no prima donna
f-ck her there’s cream in her dona

i like my p-ssy mignon
i eat gourmet and you don’t
hes got a bun in the oven
but all the flour is mine
all of these ovens they talking sh-t all of them lie
non of them fly but i still gotta get one before i’m 31
i f-ck your astronaut wife
i f-cked your astronaut daughter
feel 21 ‘cuz in bed i just slaughter
you might come in just don’t bother
outta your mother
ok outta the gutter
we were just like bread and b-tter
you don’t like d-ck your a mother
my name is fred imma cut her
she ain’t a ho but i bought er
yeah i like whisky with water
high all the time that’s my motto

i’m an alcoholic pr-ck, if you morty call me rick

oh you leaving? imma get to hoes to do c-ke off my d-ck
i just want some diamonds shining on my front, gold teeth
drive thru buy my weed like in oregold beach
maybe you will date me with a chain and front ball beaner
you just need me to have money i can see in your demeanor
stoned boys club clothing we gonn’ play in your arena
man we eating way to fast i already want some dinner

now i’m popping percs, ‘cuz it’s in a future song
and i’m wasting money tryna’ take cute girls off these thongs
just go for the ones who ask for nothing yah they all thots
even though i said, no more hoes and dope in future songs
all these b-tches wear black, nike witches wear adidas
i am wearing sneakers ‘cuz i run game with these b-tches
y’all dream three hundred chrysler but i want a bently
i just f-ck your b-tch and she told me boy dont go gently

you gonn’ get beaner for dinner
you gonn’ get beaner for dinner
you made of gold im a winner
you made of gold im rey midas
you made of gold im rey midas
you gonn’ get beaner for dinner
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