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vintage - simp nation lyrics

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[verse 1]
[vintage]

donate to streamers they all on my d#ck
still in the friend#zone i’m throwing a fit
please get on top of me give me a l!ck
cause i’m thirty and still have never seen a cl#t

i’ll give you eight dollars to stomp on my ball#sack
slipping a finger inside of my small crack
if you in trouble you know i’ma call fast
you are a queen and for you i would fall flat

[chorus] i’m not a simp, i’m just a nice guy
i’m a virgin and i’m thirty#five
she blocked me now i need to cry
girls don’t talk to me even when i try

i’m not a simp, i’m just a nice guy
i’m a virgin and i’m thirty#five
she blocked me now i need to cry
girls don’t talk to me even when i try

allison can you explain what internet is

[verse 2]
[wonder]

aye aye sh#t, do 95 in the whip
b#tch, i ain’t no motherf#cking simp
unless that ass is just shaped like a blimp
and i’m about to buy you all of this drip

like, lemme check my bank account i’m boutta buy you dinner
and if she ain’t got a ride, then i’ma pull up in a sprinter

for the bag, i’m a motherf#cking simp b#tch
and you can hand me rags, i’ma turn into a rich b#tch
so you can’t pay for that, listen please don’t even trip b#tch
i’ll give you all these stacks and i’ll buy you all that lipstick

aye, uh i bought a ticket to go to coach#lla
like i’m not a simp, we’re just friends isabella
don’t care bout your beautiful face, your fat ass
isn’t this what friends do, i’m just spending this cash

like, only thing i simp for is the motherf#cking bag
i’ll do anything for money, i’ve been messaging your dad
he just asked to see my feet, and he be sending me them stacks
only thing i’ll never do is try to put you on the track b#tch

aye

{chorus] i’m not a simp, i’m just a nice guy
i’m a virgin and i’m thirty#five
she blocked me now i need to cry
girls don’t talk to me even when i try

see that you’re the active but i get no text back
hit me up want i will flex
threaten to k!ll myself if you won’t f#ck me
torture my b#lls and kick them like it’s rugby

talking that sh#t on my woman i’ll f#ck you up
stuff on my d#ck in your mouth, little b#ttercup
don’t worry kitten i’ll be back on discord
if she don’t talk to me then she a trip#wh0re

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