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the three braincells - top hit remix (childrens book disstrack) lyrics

[intro]
veixxbeats

[verse 1: jungle dong]
mm, yeah, oh, yeah
did you guys ever hear of that bear who lost its pants?
ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
his b+tton came off and he got ants, woah
mm, yeah, naked bear
his name is corduroy, but that doesn’t matter
mm, yeah, b+tch! what?
say it to my face! uh
he went up the elevator, lookin’ for the ladies
but he couldn’t find his pants
so he had to get the b+tton from the couch
he went downstairs, to the shelf, with the f+cking dolls
the dolls who made me fall down, with anger and amusemеnt
mm, my s+xuality is big, yeah baby!

[verse 2: lil gawk]
dr. suess, i strikе your ass like zeus
hit you from the back, caboose
you a dead man, go poof
don’t want your moldy eggs, green
books act like they on ecstasy
one fish, two fish, you c+ck and b+lls
the grinch stole christmas, deck the halls
the fox in socks or the foot book
we know your fetish, be a woman and cook
don’t hop on pop, i’ma hit you with a rock
your books so absurd, i think that we should have a word (veixxbeats)
written books with birds, at least i think, i can’t read words
and i walk it like i talk it, got a wocket in my pocket
nah, all jokes aside, you definitely have a nice c+ck, so flop it in my mouth, and let me have a ride, daddy
[interlude: jungle dong]
ok, on to our next book!

[verse 3: lil grillz]
no kevin, no, don’t suck on my toes
you are a hoe, so f+ck you, b+tch
suck on my nips, ’cause you’re not a snitch
no friends like grinch, you have a stench
just like some two’s, i pinch, pinch
you have no eyes like a lynch, your mom’s a winch
she in the kitchen, you be wishin’ (veixxbeats)
to be where i was, ’cause i was f+ckin’ your mom
been doin’ it so long i start to yawn
i be a deer, you just a fawn
same thing b+tch, but you just a p+wn

[verse 4: buzzboi]
the very hungry caterpillar makes fun of anorexics
the plot is so simple, i must correct it
he should put his peener through the apple and flex it
i wanna touch his neck and bite off his necklace
he likes touching kids who are b+tterflies
he likes real smooth, he likes b+tter eyes
he stops flying, his flutter dies
if he met a girl he would multiply (veixxbeats)

- the three braincells lyrics

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