yvng respect - alean lyrics
alean lyrics
we in sp+ce b+tch
you can’t tell us yvng respect ain’t interstellar
got a martian in the back
she selling p++p because i tell her
yeah we got the flyest rocket ship and nasa’s getting jealous
flyest in the galaxy
i’m smoking potent tree
i’m hanging with martian royalty
she suck on my peepee
with the rocket ship on max
until the tank is on empty
i just hit cortana from the back
like i am master chief
caught a bug, b+tch i’m contagious
quarantine inside ur+n+s
smoking sp+ce p++p
yeah, i’m more blasted than alderaan
i crash the ship and i resp+wn
chill on the moon with my boy shon
yeah, yuh
sanitize the sp+ce ship
sp+ce boots, no asics
velcro, no laces
martian girl, no latex
and she got some braces
bouta vape on sp+ce x
blast off bump ice phix
tech deck do sp+ce tricks
intergalactic sp+ce l!cks
sp+ce d+ck
cyclops on my d+ck, it’s lit
purple tits, and i’m sipping her p+ss
two tongues and i bust in her eye
sp+ceship got me feeling like fry
futurama, how i fly
slanging this sp+ce d+ck ‘til i die
earth chicks ain’t no match
compared to this broad with tits on her back
she ooze from her booty, i give it a smack
look out the window i’m seeing all black
yeah
i got a sp+ceship b+tch, uh
i’m in my seat
you know where she be
sucking my b+lls and sh+t
she got big green titties
vageen and a w+lly
she spread them green cheeks fish scent got my knees weak
getting probed in the back seat
69 but with feet
sp+ce trojans, too baggy
yuh
fill my mouth with goo
fill the bong with poo
got a shirt with no pants like i’m whinnie the pooh
teabagging aliens, tag team ‘em with friends
green green peen peen
p+ssing straight sp+ce lean, yuh
yuh, okay
sp+ce coochie got me acting awry
sp+ce coupe got me flying we high
interstellar boof we got for the strain
sp+ce p++p got me feeling the pain
in the rocket ship, i’m calling it the whip
just got it out the 51
in the front we got coj and eddie
in the back seat we got sp+ce thots
bl+wj+b from a robot
stop by jupiter to pick up the pack
lightsaber, yeah we keep in the back
raygun, let it eat
sucking on sp+ce feet
tentacles on my meat
sp+ce p+ss on the sheets
interstellar kingpins, that’s what we be
take a sh+t in your sp+ce mailbox
in the sp+ce coupe, finna hotbox
coochie feeling like pop rocks
alien got six titties
diarrhea carts, sell ‘em by the fiddies
we be making p++p in interstellar cities
we be making interstellar babies
green hoes on mars
they be making my d+ck hard
puffing on martian cigars
out the milky way’s where we are
fit an asteroid on my tip
tell earth we out this b+tch
i be making mad sp+ce sh+ts, yuh
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