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the bitch fuckers - rumpelstiltskin lyrics

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[verse 1: mc microphone]
i knew a little man named rumpelstiltskin
he’s my friend, sure knows about sin

my man is a man with thrones and bones
scones and crohn’s but he’s not grown

he likes to f-ck the hoes and b-tches too
and if you talk back he’ll sh-t on you

[chorus: mc microphone]
gold b-tch, cold b-tch, gonna get sold b-tch (x4)

[verse 2: dj turntables]
well i went to his house one fateful morn’
i went to his house to get me some corn
i needed the corn for my new dish
but on the way there i got another wish

“mc rumpelstiltskin i want to get f-cked
get me a b-tch so she can get f-cked”

rump said, “bone, i got the b-tch
but first go out back and get me a switch”

when i returned, the b-tch was there
but that b-tch ain’t got no hair
no t–th, no nails and she was cold
because that b-tch was made of gold

[chorus: mc microphone]
gold b-tch, cold b-tch, gonna get sold b-tch (x4)

[verse 3: dj turntables]
“what’s wrong bone, you got your b-tch
now use my cot or i’ll use my switch”

i said, “nah rump, i’m gonna cut
you know gold-plated b-tches have zero b-tts”

“now hush hush bone, do what your told
it’s best to f-ck a b-tch when she’s gold
one more thing to change your mold
this shiny b-tch is 84 years old”

[sound fx: record scratch and tire squealing sound]

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