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the true wankers - cum-cock-tion lyrics

[intro: big c]
you’ve made it to the end
this is the cum+c+ck+tion
yo, nig8alas
hit em

[verse 1: nig8alas]
mixing up cum in me c+ck, call it cum+c+ck+tion
every drop precise, no room for misdirection
in the diddy party with all the baby oil
brewing up some kids, diddy got me acting spoil
brewing up some dreams with some minor reaction
stirring up the d+ck, feel like a chain reaction
thought in motion, gonna make a cum+c+ck+tion
every suck i make, it’s pure satisfaction
white cream rising up with my c+ck in motion
my d+ck is hard, no need for lotion
this ain’t just a c+cktion, it’s deeper than the tip
sucking till its dry, that’s my only clips
stirring in the cum, i’m setting on a pace
cum till it transform, make it taste like toothpaste
a little bit of this, and a little bit of that
it’s a perfect blend and my cum fall flat
call it an invention, call it my creation
but this cum is gold and i call it innovation
no cumming in the mansion or diddy would fight
i’ll cum without a drop like i’m busting on ice!
bouncing on a c+ck is has never been stable
i flip through the menu in a bar called fable
cumming in the beaker, bartender let it bubble
this cum+c+ck+tion leaking it can’t be much trouble
[interlude: nig8alas, dt]
and you know who else make the best chai tea?

it’s time for dt to spill the chai tea

[verse 2: dt]
yeah, we roll deep, menaces to society
causing chaos defying all pr+propriety
big moves heavy, requeaice looking steamy
six foot five, built solid and creamy
cruising through the block, breakfast never lacking
pocket full of bacon sizzling and cracking
street+smart, you can call us relentless
no chains holding us, yeah, we bound to be restless
society’s outlaws, disrupting the quiet
we stay cooking heat turn night to a riot
requeaice rolling up, legend in the making
shoulders wide, hands gripping strips of bacon
big requeaice dripping power like a water fountain
hands gripped tight, making moves up the mountain
menaces unite, taking over the night
catch us wilding, we up till daylight
society’s nightmare, we’re roaring explicit
turning quiet nights wild, steamy and illicit
grease in the pan, man, i’m hitting the groove
d to the t, i’m making it move
he moves like silk beneath the moon
a rhythm slow, a timeless tune
mts academy
dropping minors anatomy
[interlude: dt, big c]
my fetus brother! it’s your turn now

dt and big c, two fetus brothers, we are on the scene

[verse 3: big c]
staring at requeaice, yeah, he looking real thick
slide in his dms like, “who is this chick?”
shaedizzle looking hot got me feeling unruly
yeah, we truly w+nking
gliding on his cheeks, feeling like i’m riding
got me expressive, he’s the one i confide in
oiled up with diddy, and now i’m crying
eating that ice cream got me feeling like i’m flying
to the window, to the stool, girl i’m bout to make you drool
give you some ice cream, we make a nice team
don’t be feisty, i know you like it icy
twist my meat and do it precisely
bust on your nike, i’m high and mighty
let’s go to the beach, let’s go to hawaii
sit near the sea and we drinking chai tea
come here girl, and give me some brain
jjuice, ice cream, bacon make you go insane
ttw, we own the game
not like those other rappers that are all the same
hold up, my b+lls are itchy
girl quit b+tching or i’ll give you a lynching
wake me up and give me a pinching
l!ck that d+ck for a good twelve inching
[interlude: sénior tipson]
i was in the two dollar store
and this big booty black guy rushed in
whipped out his d+ck and busted a nut on this guy’s face
it was f+cking insane, i+ ebleblebleb kselou

[verse 4: sénior tipson]
my ass and tits
they’re big and fat just like his d+ck
you know my d+ck and b+lls are slippery
ticking like a clock they call me “hickory thickory”
in and out my d+ck and b+lls slide
like a tromb+n+r, they start to glide
going up and down across his shaft
my b+lls and d+ck are about to blast!
in and out, up and down
suck my tits, don’t give me a frown
i like my d+ck just like my steak
medium rare, mm, no mistake
tickling my tip just like a titan
exhilarating, so exciting
i just can’t help but bust and explode
all over his face with my big fat chode
you know my d+ck and b+lls are swinging
and my booty cheeks get right to clinging
they cling to his shaft nice and tight
making him bust all into the night
he starts to scream and he starts to cry
but my cheeks are cruel, they’ll make him die
i can’t do anything past this point
he’s sealed his fate, there’s really no point

[hook: nig8alas, dt, big c, sénior tipson, shaedizzle, bobe, the legendary chef]
mts nig8alas
(brewing up a cum+c+ck+tion)
d to the t
(brewing up a cum+c+ck+tion)
host big c
(brewing up a cum+c+ck+tion)
sénior tipson
(brewing up a cum+c+ck+tion)
dizzle on the couch
(brewing up a cum+c+ck+tion)
b+o+b+e
(brewing up a cum+c+ck+tion)
the chef is in the kitchen
(brewing up a cum+c+ck+tion)
true w+nkers!
(brewing up a cum+c+ck+tion)

[verse 5: shaedizzle]
whip for the woman asking where to dine
i said a diner, she said, “nah, v+g+n+’s fine”
she wants to caress my tats
i let her talk back, got the p+rn star stats
done with the game and the baller’s life
just need me a bad b+tch to be my wife
i know judge judy gets it down
i know that booty is nice and round
at the back of my mind, i hope she swallows
man, she spilled a drink on my cream wallows
booty jiggles while she giggles with her panties in my mouth
let’s keep it straight, girl, take off that blouse
i mean it’s bobe, but i pay for the beats
she wants my baby, but i bust on the sheets
do that thang+thang, you know i can’t resist
let’s take it slow, maybe start with a kiss?
i reminisce this about the s+xy chick
but a brother needed a nut, so it didn’t mean sh+t
uhh, come get your life augmented
image photogenic, making me schizophrenic
real imposter, deeper than the realest roster
allah’s my bodyguard, no kevin costner
got it confused, calling me “daddy”
tell your shorty, give me that addy

[interlude: shaedizzle, bobe]
me and bobe went to east timor
imma let him tell his story

it’s bobe
my turn, let me spit

[verse 6: bobe]
bars flowing out my ass like diarrhea
i came to meet her, but she was gone fore i could see her
a foreign import from the heart of north korea
found the time to wrap her up like a tortilla
bend her over so much, she complained that her knees sore
i need more p+ssy to satisfy me
before i head to east timor to find any free wh0re
p+ssy the only thing i glee for
this beat got me feeling extra groovy
come back to my room, we can make a movie
them tights got that booty looking extra juicy
she say, (you just want s+x) absolutely!
she thinks she sees through me, she must be loopy
i can smell the crazy coming from her coochie
sucks it had to end this way, she a true beauty
i was just doing my duty
f+ck her anyway, she don’t understand my lifestyle
f+cking every bad b+tch with a nice smile
that will suck the jjuice out of me like a f+cking vampire
it’s hard to find any girls that fit the profile
maybe it would be better if i pursued the dudes
i’m not one to exclude when it comes to nudes
all these big broads, all their d+cks protrude
unfortunately, this is where my verse concludes

[interlude: the legendary chef]
yo
i have+ i have no idea how i’m gonna follow that
um
alright

[verse 7: the legendary chef]
got all the black b+tches mad cause my main b+tch vanilla
broke as f+ck so i caught a plain fish for dinner
i let it simmer
we’re w+nkers, never winners
without our album now, hours getting thinner
i get up in her
ttw is truly all i f+cking have
without two parents, it’s just me and my f+cking dad
never had sh+t growing up, so now i’m f+cking mad
we come through busting bubbles
slugged through armored trucks and cabs
lefty loosey, she want it in her coochie
dudes lose gucci, explooge jjuice loosely
few moos slip through the fat b+tch’s poosey
f+ck you, true w+nkers truly making movies
cooked it so thorough, found my wings now imma flutter
in the kitchen with dingalings, and single things of b+tter
kindling bacon, put a cover, let it smother
true w+nkers next best collective, did i stutter?
the legendary chef, i really do this sh+t (i try)
there’s never any mess when i brew jjuice, jit
all+natural produce, so i’m smooth with it
threw the b+tch off the balcony and the dudes was lit
moral of the story is, you better escort the kids to cum+c+ck+tion
and light a torch for us, we’re glorious
we ain’t done yet, yes, there’s more to this
thank you all for listening, ttw just scored some hits

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