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yetibear, moistcr1tikal & milt almond - florida man lyrics

[intro]
we got yeti on the beat!

[verse 1: yetibear]
i’m parched, but i don’t want a thirsty b+tch
t+stark, rip the audi, drift into a ditch
lights dark, kissin’ witches, gonna fiddle bits
i don’t want a prison wife, i want a prison b+tch
catch me up on ybor revving h+llcats
old man dingle strength, d+ck with six+packs
crackhead gimme l!cks, hickey blue rash
floribraska ave, sh+tty p++p ass
trippin’ on the rides, garden bushy tushy
slapping utters on a lion, five+star steak and p+ssy
peezy squeezy on her hips, baby got the gushy
eighty+five with gummy t++th, got me chewing up her cookies
yeah it took me, fell into her void, i didn’t want a lookie
baby shook me, hard right in her past, and now she commie mushy
she a bookie, not in school, yeah, she playing hookie
wanna roleplay, she pelosi, slap that biden+loving tushy

[chorus: yetibear]
burned and tanned
the doors are jammed
hold my hand, we’ll hide from florida man
the length expands
the heat withstands
unzip my pants and meet my florida man
[verse 2: milt almond]
play a song in my skin flute, thank you
right into the p++py chute
coming through, right on cue
please accept my goopy droop
bathroom, number two
yeah i’m f+cking p++ping p++p
big dogs, big blunts
high with the goof troop
scared of cooter ’cause your p+ssy rude
got your honkers going boopy boop
i’m out on 7th avenue
k!lling ants with a big shoe
selling weed outside a high school
convincing the kids that getting high is cool

[verse 3: moistcr1tikal]
i’m eating her p+ssy like scooby doo
she’s hitting my phone with those nudies too
i’m now coming down with the b00by flu
got my d+ck shooting goopy goo
squeezing on her b00bies and they feel like tits, yeah
got me so hard, ’bout to cry and sh+t, yeah
got my d+ck all covered in her spit, yeah
blown a load, but i don’t think she going to quit, yeah
[verse 4: moistcr1tikal]
calling me impotent, but i can’t spell it
taking these feet pics, i might just sell it
calling me stinky, but i don’t smell it
if public urination’s a crime, throw me in a cell, b+tch
in florida, no one can hear you scream
finger my ass and i might just cream
i iron my clothes, but i don’t use steam
bath salts, your ass calls, welcome to my dream

[verse 5: milt almond]
i say h+llo to sleepy joe
blunts blow, give it a go
what’s the cargo
fentanyl
fitting it all in my belly, yo
love song, real long
i’m f+cking the cello

[verse 6: milt almond]
west side gentrified (yar), that’s an eyesore
that’s why i’m dropping spike traps in the i+4
stealing precious metals from mobile homes in westshore
just so i can smuggle copper wire into ybor
getting loopy off the automatic whippet spitter
had a goopy granny, but she fell and broke her hip and sh+tter
had her p+ssy riding on my 6+speed tremec shifter
sipping on my favorite drink of rum and coke with milk and bitters
let’s take my ford fiesta for a test drive
men don’t cum, baby, i’ll arrive
[chorus: yetibear]
burned and tanned
the doors are jammed
hold my hand, we’ll hide from florida man
the length expands
the heat withstands
unzip my pants and meet my florida man

- yetibear moistcr1tikal milt almond lyrics

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