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sidius - fat bitch need love too lyrics

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yeah, i didn’t record in a while, then that sh-t was sounding foul
so i, revised it, you know a n-gga improved it
so i’m, doing the movement and your sh-ts a bowel movement
mom ‘s sick, when i rub this johnson, johsnon
i got my mom sick rubbing this johnson

[verse1]

got my f-cking mom sick, when i rub this johnson and johnson
on my johnson and stroke it while i’m counting each fountain
that i’m spouting and if how i’m pr-nouncing p-sses of bronson
he’ll come spray me with his thompson, til he, leave a n-gga bouncing

on the carpet, f-ck it least he’ll k!ll me ‘fore the cancer
no ones talking horoscopes, blows o’s of dope i plan to
lady lucks a b-tch and she’s evil, this my casino
chanced it and ate a canoli, made by mr. pellegrino

a.k.a secretly jesus, the physic’s teacher
unfortunately they had to sprain my b-hole with a needle
limped to the nearest filipino, ordered 3 more kilos
flipping off all you people, just call me evil knievel

they let me keep my feces, hit my species with a free throw
difference ’bout me and you is that you’re worried ’bout being cool
tryna bring home a chick for mom and dad too
i’m tryna bring home a b-tch with a face tattoo

[chorus] x 2

see, i know i’m that kid, cuz i want a fat b-tch
and when i get a fat b-tch, i’ll feed her doritos
the things i do with aspirin, they should be illegal
precious is my fat b-tch, you could call me smeegle

[verse 2]

last one to start sh-t but the first one to launch sh-t
hoping that my t–th don’t darken but i just keep sparking
and i just can’t function, when it comes to lunching
so a n-gga thin and hunching like scout master lumpus

so go head keep your donuts, no i do not want a munchkin
sip coronas with these loners, six more of those and i’ll throw up
foamy soda in the face of shawty, could i water board her?
if you think i’m nose-y now then you should see the c0ke i’m snorting

hit that blunt so hard that it’s about to press charges
by the feds i got wanted, skipping checks at red robin
when i die at olive garden, it won’t be because of garlic
pizza started all this farting we don’t need a ref to call it

like them braulic, thick as broly, only 14 years or older
robbed a target for a pound of gorgonzola and a stroller
found the roundest b-tch around me covered my d-ck in granola
she gone suck it like she love it then i’ll punish her popola

[chorus] x 2

[outro]

did that sound good motherf-cker?
credits

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