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yung nugget - kony 2012 (joseph kony diss track) lyrics

[chorus]
i might just f-ck your sister
she sucked me, then you kissed her
wait, why’d you kiss your sister?
that’s kinda f-ckin’ weird, bro
we must stop joseph kony
him and all of his cronies
we know that he’s a phony
yeah, he’s just all baloney

[verse 1]
ay, ay, ay
pull up and splash
b-tch, i’m so trash
i got your girl, i’mma take her to m-ss
during communion, might smoke on some gas
but if she hold my hand, i’mma nut way too fast
not a tongue, but i might hit a l!ck
and i took your girl’s nipples and i gave it a fl!ck
i can’t trust none these hoes, they be making me sick
but if you f-ck with my dogs, i might go john wick
stretching my money just like silly bandz
i write my lyrics using comic sans
met a b-tch from bahamas, she said, “como se llama”
i said that is a language i don’t understand
godd-mn
feeling like the man
i swear that i love every one of my fans
if you talking sh-t, you can catch these hands
yeah, the way i run the game, you would think i’m from sudan
i feel like danny devito
eatin’ some fritos
she call me papi bonito
i’m home alone, so i whip out my phone, and you know that my sh-t incognito
this sh-t is crazy
all of my b-tches are goth, shout out to my man lil tracy
don’t give a f-ck ’bout these critics, i cop me a civic, then whipped that sh-t like a mercedes

[verse 2]
b-tch, i’m rock johnson, flexin’ on y’all
i was built different, see pippens and all
took third in the long jump with a bad hop
hit a half a gram of powdered crackrock in the matchbox
treasure man instead of putting numbers on boards
p-ssy want beef, that’s just some more ch0r-s
how many cubans bought houses last week?
what’s the difference between a bog and a creek?

one f-cking flows, you dumb c-nt

f-ck off me squid, i don’t f-ck with y’all kind
yung nugget producing, d-mn, he got lines
alright you caught me, i never got vine
felt me and your girl seven seconds a time
bust quick like the soviet union, exit the room, and i see her father, i’m zoomin’
right to the mall where i’m working at wendy’s
smoke in the bathroom, i keep this sh-t cleanly

[verse 3]
yeah, you know i be out here with the flow game
take your hoe, g-ssed her up with the propane
out my face, lil b-tch, you a f-cking lame
oh, this your girl? she just gave me brain
think you need a flu shot ’cause i’m f-cking ill
yeah i dine and dash, hoe, i don’t pay my bill
had to f-ck a b-tch raw, made her eat a pill
but i’m done, dropped her off at a…

[verse 4]
okay, they call me j nut, and i’m kinda in a rut (okay!)
three albums in a year, but i could’t cop a hear (godd-mn!)
if you’re f-cking with yung nugget, then you might be kinda queer
his songs are kinda sh-tty, and his rhymes give him some…

[outro]
wait, hold up, hold up, stop the f-cking beat

- yung nugget lyrics

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