snowcone – illy lyrics
thick sl-ts with big b-tts drive these nuts to go nuts stickin my d-ck in within donuts is what’s fo lunch i’m sick so what got bro love when we roll up its a hold up that gold rush cold touch mr mr reaper here to eat ya and beat ya stomp you with my sneakers go eat a snickers let my -n-s kiss ya p-ssy whiskers does your pickle tickle in the cl-thole let me jiggle my wiggle with my d-ld- make you bite the pillow i p-ss yellow on fellows for dollars so hollar sons and daughters while i drop the flow new or old school until the beat stops and after the crafter of rap sir served on a silver platter im madder than the mad hatter how do you like your cup of tea tell me though i already know just need to confirm it put sperm in and let you slurp it behind curtains pertains -ssurance that the words spit a spot of top notch courage for the hurt man curved to absurd t-rds i am the sh-t lick lick lickaty split with lit eyes from the lit blunt to the lit house a little doused with gasoline with your -ss so lean i like big buts but i still do lie i do guys hows that fried rice pork or chicken pimpin playin how im livin i dig the shindig while i sit in and smoke a cig then chill for real im ill so illy till im crazy silly baby
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