xxylvii - throb lyrics
[verse]
when i f+ck, make that bussy red—
when i f+ck, make that bussy red—
when i f+ck, make that bussy red—
off the shroom, f+ckin’ with my head
not a goon, i just want some head
f+ck with me, you gon’ wind up dead
give no f+ck what the people said
they said i wasn’t gon’ get no bread
why they try? they should quit instead
k!ll yo’self, you belong in sped
when i f+ck, make that bussy throb
rip his blouse, he gon’ slob my kn+b
in yo’ house, b+tch, i’m finna rob
on the streets, i come with the mob
don’t you duck, kiss me on the lip
you can try, please don’t f+ckin’ gyp
i’m so high, i can take a trip
i’m in heat, he gon’ suck the tip
ride a truck, run yo’ puppy down
pack yo’ thang, run you out of town
when i sang, femboys love the sound
why you shoot? you don’t got no round
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