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the special crew - take off the condom lyrics

[intro: gyattery]
slip off the condom, so i can—
slip off the condom, so i can cream

[verse 1: king alf]
you just got s+m+n, hit me with p+n+s
this ain’t p+rno but king alfie got d+ld+s
you do what you want now, like you gyattery or some’
he givin’ me facetime, even when we in person
i want you dressed up, so i can undress ya
the p+n+s is small, but we still f+cking all night
he got some boyfriends, we f+cked on the best one
i got a confession, i’m on another nut

[chorus: king alf gyattery]
(cream)
ooh+wee
ooh+wee (so i can cream)
ooh+wee
can cream (ooh+wee, so i can cream)
ooh+wee
ooh+wee (ooh+wee, so i can cream)
ooh+wee, ooh—

[refrain: gyattery]
slip off the condom, so i can—
slip off thе condom, so i can—
[verse 2: gyattery]
run it back for a real spastic, what?
push his stomach when i’m all in his b+tt
dress him up likе a supermodel (oh)
speakin’ tongues like he touchin’ bodies (ooh)
from the bbc, she still got some dreams
suckin’ biggest p+n+s i done ever seen
i’m a dog, told me, “jump up like a leash”
made him promises i know i’ll never cream
oh+oh+oh+oh+oh+oh
ain’t got no problem with alfie
but i can’t cuff him if that slow too choosy, nah+nah
you know what he want
he want a slow to suck on his p+n+s and finger his b+tt
(cover that cost)
he gettin’ calls from blocked numbers
his ex+boy fumbled, i guess that’s his loss (guess that’s his loss)
i might just pick up the next time we f+ckin’ and tell him to make that sh+t talk (talk)
uh+uh+uh+uh+uh+uh+uh+uh+ooh

[chorus: king alf gyattery]
(cream)
ooh+wee
ooh+wee (so i can cream)
ooh+wee
can cream (ooh+wee, so i can cream)
ooh+wee
ooh+wee (ooh+wee, so i can cream)
ooh+wee, ooh—
[verse 3: king alf]
you know it’s your home+boy diddy
you gotta show up and rape up the party
you gotta show up and suck me the hardest
throw on that outfit that show off the p+n+s
you flew to epstein and worked on your body
you strict on the dih, you strict on the nut
got out that party, turned out to a p+rno
professional thottie, make me feel like diddy
make me feel like epstein, i still feel like yeezy
k!llin’ these haters like we k!lling p+n+s
but we on the slow side, the gun in the b+tt hole
cuban link on me, watch out for king alfie
we back outside, and you know that
he got me c+ckin’ like kodak
i’m not that guy to go out with
p+p+p+p+p+p+pew at your skull cap
put one in your b+tt like im gyatterys main sl+t
she wanna spend christmas at king alf’s so bad
she treat a slow with no bag
like i treat a b+tch with no titties and no ass, sheesh

[chorus: king alf gyattery]
(cream)
ooh+wee
ooh+wee (so i can cream)
ooh+wee
so i can cream (ooh+wee, so i can cream)
ooh+wee
ooh+wee (ooh+wee, so i can cream)
ooh+wee, ooh—
[outro: gyattery]
slip off the condom, so i can—
slip off the condom, so i can—
slip off the condom, so i can—
slip off the condom, so i can—

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