trill house collective - gaga cypher lyrics
[intro: boaz]
when i grow up, i wanna be a mumble rapper
[intro: eitan]
shouts to chinese food
[chorus: dom] x4
i pull up in the pit, and i got ’em going gaga, gaga
[verse 1: dom]
ay put my name on a plaque
i’m getting cheese like i’m mac
f-ck your b-tch in the mel
or the me- ’cause you just took this l
eat the p-ssy like breakfast
eat the booty like borekas
maintenance come fix my d-ck leak
ultimate flex, took away my own trip week
[verse 2: ilan]
i’m dealing up drugs in the cabin
persian rugs like aladdin
i take your b-tch, she from boston
skeet on her banquet costume
getting high like ropes
then i get low like ropes
keep your b-tch on the ropes
then we had s-x next to some ropes
[verse 3: kittim]
ambition, you just b-tching
they couldn’t stop me from working in the kitchen
f-cked your b-tch in dry storage
then she drank my porridge
fill that booty with my cream cheese
make it look like a bagel
then pour a c-ke out for her
’cause this d-ck too fatal
[verse 4: boaz]
responsible madrich like a father
b-tch you a b-tch, bobka (bark)
drip on the beat like mayim (splash)
she play with my mane, leo the lion (meow)
f-cked your b-tch in bat yam
then i ate that b-tt, yum
on d-ck-ayon she’s neat
we busy in my dugma isheets
[chorus: dom] x4
i pull up in the pit, and i got ’em going gaga, gaga
[verse 5: eitan]
f-cked your b-tch during tekes
i only need 12 seconds
then she come back for seconds
’cause she’s always comin’ second
then sikk-m in my bedroom
you gotta calm that erection
keep that sh-t unleavened
jt give me my bedroom
[verse 6: michael]
stacking rocks like money
rigged ping pong, that’s funny
helped your b-tch with her baggage
then i tossed her this package
we getting closer than bunkmates
she let me in like the front gates
speak like trump for the camp scene
happy 2019
[verse 7: noah]
d-mn, quit being a lil b-tch
do your job, stop asking to switch
f-ck your b-tch every opportunity
keep quiet while i build a community
i show her my values during peula
after she eat me, she say the birkat
mh bet; my humps betocha
sh-t’s lit like the bet medura
[verse 8: dom]
f-cked your b-tch in the garden
no one likes you like the garden
she pull out my zucchini
then she eat it like ziti
spread her open like a torah
keep it lit like menorah
like the tropical storms, yeah she c-m hard
my b-lls in her pit like gaga
[bridge: dom]
i pull up in the pit, and i got ’em going gaga
i pull up in the pit, and i got ’em going gaga
i pull up in the pit, and i got ’em going gaga
i pull up in the pit, yeah i pull up in the pit, and i got ’em going gaga
[chorus: dom] x4
i pull up in the pit, and i got ’em going gaga, gaga
[outro: dom]
i pull up in the pit, and i got ’em going gaga
i pull up in the pit, and i got ’em going gaga
i pull up in the pit, and i got ’em going gaga
i pull up in the pit, yeah i pull up in the pit, and i got ’em going gaga
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