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the special crew - sped lyrics

[intro: king alf]
yeah
f+ckin’ on a gay p+rn star, when i get through, i’m eating him out, sped
he sped now, sh+t over
oh, yeah, yeah
yeah

[chorus: king alf]
f+ckin’ on a gay p+rn star, when i get through, i’m eating him out, sped (dead, dead, dead, dead)
none of my crew is f+ckin’ on p+ss’ ’cause if they do, they sped (dead, dead, dead, dead)
young alf iced out in a new drop+top, lookin’ like i’m ridin’ on p+n+s (dead, dead, dead, dead)
i can’t be playin’ with these spastics (dead, dead)
i can’t bе playin’ with this p+n+s, no way (dead, dead)

[verse 1: gyattery]
ooh, yеah
my new toy a whole inch, yeah
the top floor nice, i’ma film here
f+cked all his friends, he got two left
ayy, in my crew, i’m the new ye
i’m a dog, i dm jodie
she rockin’ clothes from five d+cks ago
it’s gettin’ cold, you need a different nut (brr)

[verse 2: king alf]
brodie od’d off the dih, i hope my crew understand (dead, dead, dead)
i put the d+ck on a man (dead)
this ain’t no regular spastic, gyatty (dead, dead)
b+tch, get your d+ck out the bed (dead, dead)
i’m off nitrous, i don’t mean what i’m sayin’
all of my shooters are giving me head
paid him in cash
six carat d+ld+, won’t hear what you sayin’
fly to gyatty, put your feet on the dih (dead, dead)
why you run off and i gave you some head? (dead, dead)
gave her a man, might f+ck him again (dead, dead)
b+tch, i’m a dog, i’ll marry ya dad (dead, dead)
special crew aura, i’m rubbin’ it in (dead, dead)
b+tch, you look poor, you don’t got a sped (dead, dead)
f+ck while he sore, he nut in the bed (dead, dead)
his eyes be liftin’, i f+ck him again (dead, dead)
went on my live and i upped a mill’
heard you be lyin’, did you f+ck him for real?
haters is nervous, put on king alf
hold up the line ’cause he posed to the hub
he want two+hundred, i gave her a tickle
i took a pic with a d+ck in the mirror
[chorus: king alf]
f+ckin’ on a gay p+rn star, when i get through, i’m eating him out, sped (dead, dead, dead, dead)
none of my crew is f+ckin’ on p+ss’ ’cause if they do, they sped (dead, dead, dead, dead)
young alf iced out in a new drop+top, lookin’ like i’m ridin’ on p+n+s (dead, dead, dead, dead)
i can’t be playin’ with these spastics (dead, dead)
i can’t be playin’ with this p+n+s, no way (dead, dead)

[verse 3: gyattery]
but i’m still in the crew’ on a p+n+s
but i’m still in the crew’, yeah, yeah
still goin’ gay, my hitters spastic
they still goin’ gay, yeah, yeah
drop ’em and hit ’em, and pull ’em, and pay ’em
ain’t with the slow and i ain’t with the hetero
alfie breakin’ sh+t down for the fam’
aim with no eyes, but i ride on the dih
custom interior, came with the b+tch
cook up the gay’, make it jump out the dih
cook up the gay’, make it jump out the dih
cook up the gay’, make it jump out the dih
cook up the gay’, make it jump out the dih
cook up the gay’, make it jump out the dih
cook up the gay’, make it jump out the dih

[verse 4: king alf]
alfie the new yeezy, but you still jeezy
every time you f+ck me, why you feel dirty?
put you on the crew, gave you a new jersey
met you in new york, f+cked you in new jersey
you don’t need to work, boy, you too special
you the reason why your friends bought new d+ld+s
you know we cumming in, you gotta moan with me
found out you f+cked a slow that was cool with me
when they seen us on the ‘net, yeah, dude hit me
how you ain’t got no p+n+s, but you still crackin’?
‘fore your homegirl got that alfie, she charge two+fifty
all i ever wanted was you to suckle on me
house up in the hills like p diddy
same house back in school that you drew with me
we both suckin’ d+ck, but is you with me?
you know i’m spastic, but you touching all on me
[outro: king alf]
you know i’m spastic, but you touching all on me
and i still keep some jews with me
working? nah, i only let them suck on king alfie

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