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thiccler & poupm'goo - rdj lyrics

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[thiccler]
ayyy
i’m boutta rap about some real sh+t
y’all ain’t ready for this one

robert downey jr. always screamin’ bout some dumb f+ckin’ sh+t
hit a l!ck on his b+tch, she just sucked my f+ckin’ d+ck
need a hit off this weed, you know that’s the sh+t i need
make her bleed from her coochie
then i dip my d+ck in blue cheese, ugh

can i get a torchlight
play some fortnite
getting hungry so we boutta get a quick bite
stay outside too long gettin’ frostbite
gotta go to quiktrip
f+ck a thick b+tch
rip the bong that’s a big hit
on my gun gotta tight grip
wasn’t boutta go to sp+ce but then i got a f+ckin’ sp+ceship

got arrested, post my bail
i ain’t boutta go to jail
f+cked a couple hundred sl+ts
then f+ck with them like blackmail

put my b+lls up in her face
so that she can get a taste
of my big ol’ stinky nuts
f+ck a condom, just in case

[poupm’goo]
my name is robert downey like my syndrome
my name is robert, cumming in my kingdom
my name is my robert, codeine in my system
my name is robert, boutta hit a l!ck son

rdj is an epic guy
rdj has a beautiful eyes
rdj is a very nice man
rdj cooks a very mean ham
rdj man his pullout game strong
rdj man his p+n+s real long
rdj bro i love it when he screams
rdj but can sometimes be real mean

robert
downey
jr

robert
downey
jr

robert
downey
jr

[eyes2g]
can i get my
can i get my motherf+cking bag back
can’t see like a cataract
got my brother asking where the hoes at
but he moving slow like a xanax
sayin’ not my fault like a gen x, woo

motherf+ck your brag rap
this is bag rap
asking shawty bae if i can get her cashapp
i was down for a minute now i bounce back
i fly out to spain, i fly out to france
don’t ask me for money there is no advance
b+tch lose the pants, get into the stance
give that b+tch backshots don’t think ’bout your man

this new sh+t exciting you can’t comprehend
the new wave is coming this sh+t imminent
i don’t want the p+ssy b+tch please take a hint
the priest laughin at me when i confess sins

that’s not a fit, that’s a costume
play this sh+t loud, high volume
big money moves for the whole crew
shawty lose my number i dunno you

i do my lil dance, she take off her pants
the money is rising, it’s part of the plan
she texting me late like where have you been
she want some good d+ck, i’ll give her a chance



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