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taco tuesday - ronald mcdonald lyrics

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[intro]
ronald mcdonald ayy living like ronald mcdonald
ronald mcdonald ayy living like ronald mcdonald
ronald mcdonald ayy living like ronald mcdonald
ronald mcdonald ayy living like ronald mcdonald
hit it like ronald mcdonald ooo
hit it like ronald mcdonald ooo
its taco tuesday b-tch what would you say?

[chorus]
i f-ck your b-tch ay its not my problem
she need some d-ck ay i gave her all this
she gave me brain ay i treasure knowledge
fl!ck of the wrist ay ronald mcdonald
flippen like ronald mcdonald
sippen like ronal mcdonald
liven like ronald mcdonald
cookin like ronald mcdonald
f-ckin like ronald mcdonald
smokin that ronald mcdonald
smashin like ronald mcdonald
cookin like ronald mcdonald

[verse 1]
she don’t f-ck on the first date
but f-ck it its too late
got my hand on her back and im goin insane like its tuke
ya i’m already in and im k!llin it so f-ck it
im dippin this sauce in that b-tch chicken nuggets
gonna ride up on that p-ssy like a half pipe
and im breakin on that -ss like its half time
f-ckin every single girl every color
know this ain’t no f-ckin arby’s b-tch
you know that girls a color

[chorus]
i f-ck your b-tch ay its not my problem
she need some d-ck ay i gave her all this
she gave me brain ay i treasure knowledge
fl!ck of the wrist ay ronald mcdonald
flippen like ronald mcdonald
sippen like ronal mcdonald
liven like ronald mcdonald
cookin like ronald mcdonald
f-ckin like ronald mcdonald
smokin that ronald mcdonald
smashin like ronald mcdonald
cookin like ronald mcdonald

[verse 2]
f-ckin like ronald mcdonald
i daddy and f-ck on her mamma
leavin that p-ssy obama
blow it up like ima bomber

[chorus]
i f-ck your b-tch ay its not my problem
she need some d-ck ay i gave her all this
she gave me brain ay i treasure knowledge
fl!ck of the wrist ay ronald mcdonald

[vrese 3]
she love it like ronald mcdonald
hit her with the address to slide through
we poppin it off at my condo
i f-cking this b-tch with no condom
don’t know who these b-tches belong to
never sorry no problem
i’m ronald mcdonald i’m on one
you pull up like who even are you
she heard my mix tape she say she lovin it
cause im stacking cheese on my ronald mcdonald sh-t
i hit that fastly, and then i p-ss it
make you come quick
serving up that hot and ready sh-t
she order my supersized d-ck
said do you want frys with that sh-t
go nuggets all over your chick
my menu is all that you get

dive into my ball pin inside the placeplace
when i drive through she want me to mc flurry all over her face

[chorus]
i f-ck your b-tch ay its not my problem
she need some d-ck ay i gave her all this
she gave me brain ay i treasure knowledge
fl!ck of the wrist ay ronald mcdonald
flippen like ronald mcdonald
sippen like ronal mcdonald
liven like ronald mcdonald
cookin like ronald mcdonald
f-ckin like ronald mcdonald
smokin that ronald mcdonald
smashin like ronald mcdonald
cookin like ronald mcdonald



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