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the ogre-achievers - p$k lyrics

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[verse 1: swampdaddy c]
the itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout
drank some protein stains, and got some hella gout
they say i’m a pussy, so i went down
(what are those!?)
shoes, lookin’ like a clown
juggle these b-lls and paint your nose red
you got so much yeast, you could make a loaf of bread
i’ll beat my meat till i’m 69 or dead
wish this wall would ride me like a sled

[hook]
education is the key if you want to succeed
i’ll be a doctor with a college degree
i coit my women and acquire currency
call me if you start to bleed
i got an iq of 123

[verse 2: donk-e]
straight outta college
super white kid named eric
i got a 401k, so i took a plane to paris
i had an eiffel tower in france, yes
i make everyone positive, except my girl’s pregnancy test
i leave the crowd shocked, cause they in cardiac arrest
she say my d-ck game the best
i’ll fuck that pussy until nothing’s left

[verse 3: donk-e]
ugh, imma take shots at you like a glock, yo
y’all b-tches look like lesbians with them chacos
i get more head than peyton manning
i got that b-tch bucking like a bronco
this is my reality
let me paint a picture. pic-sso
i got green like rondo
all your shit is old like betty
think you’re cool by wearing yeti?
c-m shot in your girl’s eye, make her look like fetty (1738)
get rid of that grin, actin’ like swiggs
i’ll ram that -ss like c. skinn
d-ck down her throat; make her quit breathin’
i keep fiending
i’m a vandal
imm skin that lizard like randal
c-m dripping like a candle
i ain’t a hippie, fuck them sandals
but i’m rolling like a rasta
future so bright, thats why you got them b-tch -ss costas
it don’t cost a lot to fuck a transvestite
i don’t care, as long as it’s tight
let’s run the town like jeremy renner
i thought i fucked kim kardashian, but i woke up next to bruce jenner
but, hey, at least that -ss was thick
this beat sick, lupus, cb show ’em how we do this

[verse4: swampdaddy c]
the safe word is ‘cinnamon’
i like my women like i like my wine
five years old, in my basement; its a crime
she a gold digger but i don’t give a dime
she bust my nut while i bust this rhyme
i call her a contortionist, the way she twist my words
it’s very torturous like metamorphosis
i float like a b-tterfly and sting like a bee
i knock that pussy out like muhammad ali

[hook]
education is the key if you want to succeed
i’ll be a doctor with a college degree
i coit my women and acquire currency
call me if you start to bleed
i got an iq of 123

[verse 5: swampdaddy c]
i got that b-tch locked down, like a prison ran by coy
she handles my b-lls better than lesean mccoy
fifteen g’s a year, they a fucking thief
simple math, by a homie who k!lled his priest
let’s get physical, og threatt
you’re an open book, easy to read
i’m hungry, open your legs, let me feed
(jones barbecue and foot m-ssage)
round for round like mike tyson
sucking on my c-ck like a motherfucking dyson
(jones barbecue and foot m-ssage)
you got a bigger name, but i got a bigger rap game
i keep it underground, stay away from the fame
like harriet tubman don’t make a sound
slave pussy is what i pound
make her so wet, her whole family drowned

[inspirational quote: marshawn lynch]
“i mean, i know i’m gon’ get got, but i’m gon’ get mine more than i get got though.”

[verse 6: donk-e]
ugh, k!lled it b-tches, call a code
wallaby short and fat like a chode
i left y’all b-tches jaws dropped
finna blow my load
they said m was loyal
but she gave me head on a road
i can’t rap, cause i’m white as a ghost
hold up, imma propose a toast
let’s fuck on my boat
i’ll motorboat your tits
you think you frat?
that shit cheesy like them grits
i got guns on my hips
ain’t in a gang, but he’s got wheels like a crip
look at all these chips
good thing this place got a bean to dip

[verse 7: donk-e]
y’all been told we had a short kid who thought he copped a rolls
but he had crohn’s with no brains in his dome
all you white b-tches the same with them white iphones
so, i guess that’s your true colors
i fucked your sister and cb fucked your mother
all of you hoes is trash so i’ll throw you in the gutter
money is addictive like a hook, he’s the one with the stutter



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