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team clutch - cygg - don’t sang to her (usher / keke palmer diss) [parody] lyrics

[intro]
tell me again
(yeah, pooh, tell me, tell me, pooh, i really wanna know)
why you don’t react to sh+t
(you really ain’t reacting to nothing, man, it be a bunch of bullsh+t fortnite videos, man, who the f+ck wanna watch that?)

[verse]
h+ll naw, n+gga, we ain’t finna parody yo sh+t this time, pooh
my n+gga, the f+ck you got going on? you reacting to everyone and they momma but clutch
but i see right through what you’re trying to do, my n+gga (bars by the way)
you tryna get us all fl+stered and sh+t from the lack of attention so we can pull up with the booty brigade and bongo slap those chocolate milk duds into oblivion
ah, ah! get your hands off that sp+ce bar, fam, don’t pause sh+t!
we calling you out on all yo bullsh+t today, bucko
you got three days to react to one of our vidеos that ain’t this one
or i’m sending morgan out to yo crib so he can slidе down yo throat like an autistic [?] from the backwoods of west virginia
gon’ be wearing morgan’s plaque and saliva like lip gloss
i see you l!cking yo lips, don’t cover yo mouth
bro finna emerge out yo closet like the undertaker at midnight and filet that tight little bussy you got
think i’m playing, bro? we sick of watching you react to fortnite and g+y parodies made by twelve year+olds hidin’ in the closet from their parents while they recording with a camcorder made in 1983
react to some quality sh+t, pooh, we sick of these games!
you’ve been warned

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