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zxo - king of antarctica lyrics

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[chorus]
i don’t want a girl
but a girl that gives good head
that beat was dead
ooooooo
stinky b-tch just come from a shed
where? what? where’s my-
shhh shhh
where? what?
where’s my-
where’s my shed?
where’s my-
where’s my f-cking shed?

[verse 1]
i ain’t got no ice and i’m young
trust man
where you from, girl i lied
i don’t really talk like that
i’m straight to the point, let’s get fried
bean-baked, that’s what i’m on
sip my drink, i get tired
hold my drink, wait ’till i’m back…
(back, back, back)

365, turn around
what’s that sound?
how can a boy get para?
my sweet’s getting sour
your girl that called at 8
boy, she a fake
it’s getting late
drove her home on a hover-board safe!
ooooo
bingo!
you won, you won, you won the race
embrace, spit it in your face
hooray!
why can’t a girl just let it be
why do i gotta be your enemy
can’t be no friend of me
just talk and speak to me
i just want you to let me see

[chorus]
i don’t want a girl
but a girl that gives good head
that beat was dead
ooooooo
stinky b-tch just come from a shed
where? what? where’s my-
shhh shhh
where? what?
where’s my-
where’s my shed?
where’s my-
where’s my f-cking shed?

[verse 2]
who’s that boy over there
with the long, pink hair?
it’s rude to stare!
where are your manners?
it’s over there…
i tell her my name but she don’t care
excuse me?
that girl just used me?
surprise!
what did i expect?
left a hickey on my neck

i’m stainless, she tasteless
i’m rocking like i’m weightless
writing like i’m brainless, i’m acting like i’m famous
i’m famous, neck is naked chain-less
i’m stainless, look at what they made us
please, can i touch your hair? it’s super rare
i mean yeah… let’s go from there…
get off!
ouch!
fortnite, let’s play fortnite
i weren’t born right
dropped as a baby
i’d save you but i’m lazy!

[verse 3]
you’re so quiet
loud b-tch shoutin’ like she wanna start a riot
sit back down and shut it, chat not healthy
b stick to your diet
you’re not special
i wan’t boujee
b you basic
already knew me
don’t know the new me
hyper like scooby
need me a snack and i want it all juicy
fruit punch, you’re my new lunch, make it tropical
too much, make a tooth hurt, i need a hospital!
drive me in your new car, wrong way! how is this possible?
i’m telling you this story wrong way, not chronological



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