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stopitbuffoon - restaurant (cold burger king remix) lyrics

[intro 1: buffoon & lil bair]
it’s so cold in here
it is cold as f+ck!
what? okay, okay
yuh, yuh, yuh
hey, hey

[hook: buffoon]
lights out, lights out, i’ma turn your lights out (okay, okay)
she leave her clothes by the door when she come to my house
and you know that i’m different, she tell me to pipe down
and if she don’t got purple hair, then she not my type, yuh

[verse 1: buffoon]
i got b+tches in the dm, they been waiting for months (okay)
wrist stacked up with the ice, this sh+t weighing a ton (what?)
b+tch, i don’t wanna f+ck, can you give me a hug? (alright)
and i’ma leave your deck spinning like we hitting a shove, okay (yuh, yuh, yuh)
asinine flow, this grass of mine glows
going dummy on some beats with the homies all i know (that’s all i know)
got a b+tch, take her to+go, she won’t ever tell me no
it’s gon’ take ten seconds when it is her turn to blow, yuh (ten seconds, b+tch)
and it’s her turn now
i got green and i got pink, man i’m timmy turner now
in the flesh, yeah, i’m walking and i look under her blouse
next day i wake up naked and i’m up inside her house (who turned the lights on?)
[hook: buffoon]
i’ma turn your lights out (okay, okay)
she leave her clothes by the door when she come to my house (yuh, yuh, yuh)
and you know that i’m different, she tell me to pipe down (b+tch, ayy)
and if she don’t got purple hair, then she not my type, yuh, yuh

[intro 2: lil bair]
hey, yuh, hey, wait, what? wait, what? wait, what? wait
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
it is cold as f+ck!
b+tch, okay

[verse 2: lil bair]
you gon’ have to step back
run a four+peat, i want that
leave her six feet, i jumped that
f+cked a nice b+tch, a cum sack (what?)
drugged a nice b+tch, a dumb rack (yeah)
suckin’ nine tits at once, yeah
beat his face in at once, yeah
beat his face in at once, okay, like
adolescent life spent with smoke in my lungs (okay)
daddy was a rockstar, bass, hoes, and drugs (what?)
found his way of life to be much more than fun, hey
passin’ down the torches and he passin’ down the gun, hey
suck on my nuts, little b+tch
i been waitin’ for months
til’ i jumped on a track
ridin’ ’round with lil buff
in the coupe that i rent
syke, i stole from the dump
and it’s haunted, b+tch i’m flauntin’
’bout some sh+t you can’t trust

- stopitbuffoon lyrics

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