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super famous fun time guys - bumps lyrics

[intro: whipstick & mr 8 legz]
and that’s why your album was second dude
why! i mean, did you even like it?
oh no, don’t get me wrong, it was good man. it was just, f+cking, i don’t know, i couldn’t help but notice that you said like f+ck me, you know
so you’re basically saying you would just put it up on the fridge because you felt like you had to
fifty thousand times. i said “f+ck you” once, you know
yeah
and then dubbs said “f+ck you” once
uh huh
and then you get mcnastee and maxxx to diss me
ooh, that’s a given
a bit excessive don’t you f+cking think d+ckhead!
well, no, you said you wanted to see how p+ssy i’d get so
dude, i don’t f+cking care
well, f+ck you too then d+ckhead
so, f+cking, you know what. i have my own sh+t
no you don’t, haha, i’m not doing it
no? i heard your stupid+ass f+cking mom song man so f+ck you
that’s besides the point dude, f+ck that
naw dude, you wanna play? you wanna f+cking do something dumb. suck a d+ck dawg
yeah, game on!

[verse 1: whipstick & mr 8 legz]
you wanna go stupid, motherf+cker? i go stupider (b+tch)
peep the circles around you, imitating jupiter
time to ground you, send you down to get pounded by lucifer
well, actually it’s saturn, ha, idiot
dude, i f+cking knew that, shut the f+ck up
idiot addicted to d+ck when i’m sticking d+ck inside these b+tches
take the rubber off, so now i am the rawest that you witness
shove a molotov inside your jaw and stomp it with the quickness
turn your skull into ghost rider dawg, all it takes is physics b+tch
ha! watch me wind up like a gobot
i’ma knock your f+cking block off like a rock ’em sock ’em robot, b+tch
i’ma p+ss inside you whack+offs
fight you on the side of the highway, hike it down the sidewalk
haha, i’ll f+ck you up in some spandex
your mans flex, flashing and dashing wondering who’s next (look at that d+ck)
b+tches eating from my palms
while i tie you like a woman, i pop a ritalin, calm down
[chorus: whipstick & mr 8 legz]
taking bumps after bumps, it ain’t never gonna stop
only gotta say it once
why you blowing at my spot?
think we’ll ever get along?
i’ma just say no, we’re not
you said “f+ck me” on a song, time to get your jaw rocked
taking bumps after bumps, it ain’t never gonna stop
only gotta say it once
why you blowing at my spot?
think we’ll ever get along?
i’ma just say no, we’re not
you said “f+ck me” on a song, time to get your jaw rocked

[verse 2: whipstick & mr 8 legz]
aye, you lucky that you gotta pick
otherwise i’d pop my lid
molly whop you like macaulay culkin playing richie rich
what’s that even mean?
simply put, you getting hit
with the force of a grown man beating on a little b+tch like you
like me? b+tch, we on the same team
peep the motherf+cking acronym before it’s all beef
on scene, on site, i’m crashing your f+cking desktop
packing a blammer, the photoshop mixed with your xbox
shut your f+cking mouth dawg, all you ever do is talk
best believe you getting tossed when i’m sauced like chicken wings in a box
but you the type to sing to the cops
guess i gotta wring your neck until your breathing, it stops
come here
well mister officer, he threatened my life
he even broke into my house, having s+x with my wife
i’m post+traumatic, bro’s somatic, he shaved my back with a knife (eww)
but i’ll drop the whole lawsuit if apologies right
yeah, you want me to apologize, call truce, then applaud
that’ll never happen like rap god with a dad bod
how many albums until you f+cking understand that
homie, we ain’t friends
rather jam a pen in my d+ck hole and run into a fence
well, that’s a bit excessive
grab excedrin, mix it up with vicodin and fanta
blow to the skull, have a bowl with an overdose
i’ma take your place as the father in an overcoat
[chorus: whipstick & mr 8 legz]
taking bumps after bumps, it ain’t never gonna stop
only gotta say it once
why you blowing at my spot?
think we’ll ever get along?
i’ma just say no, we’re not
you said “f+ck me” on a song, time to get your jaw rocked
taking bumps after bumps, it ain’t never gonna stop
only gotta say it once
why you blowing at my spot?
think we’ll ever get along?
i’ma just say no, we’re not
you said “f+ck me” on a song, time to get your jaw rocked

[outro: whipstick & mr 8 legz]
dude, i bet you bought like fifty copies of church of xul
yeah, i bought a couple, so what?
you love c+cks
hahahahahahahahahahahaha, i got no+i got nothing. good one dude

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