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1. Do you like hot semen inside your vagina?
2. Do you like butter in your muffin?
No, thank-you. Just jam for me
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Look, whole lotta people need to hear this (Facts)
It's a lotta names on my hit list (Bap bap)
Mouth still say what it wants to (Woo)
Pussy still wet like a big bitch (Facts, facts)
I should run a whole blog at this rate (Phew)
They using my name for clickbait (Clickbait)
Bitches even wanna start fake beef (Fake beef)
To sell their little weave in the mixtape
They know I'm the bomb, they ticking me off
Saying anything to get a response
I know that mean they traffic is low
Somebody just gotta practice to launch
So fuck being tame, I'd rather be wild
Bitches is Brandy, they wanna be down
Soon as these bitches got something to sell
They say my name, say my name, Destiny Child
Everybody wanna be lit, everybody wanna be rich
Everybody wanna be this, if I was you, I'd hate me bitch
Read my rhymes, nigga, suck my dick
All of that talk and I'm calling it out
Public opinions from private accounts
You not a check, then you gotta bounce
I got the drip, come get an ounce
They do anything for clout (Clout)
They do anything for clout (Whoo)
Bitches is mad, bitches is trash (Errr)
Oscar the Grouch (Grouch)
Seeing me win, they gotta hurt
Ooh, ooh, ouch
Said when they see me, what they gon' do?
Bitch, not from the couch, bah
"A hoe never gets cold, you have yeed your last haw"
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The act of ejaculating over a females vagina
I can't believe you even had the courage to ask her 'Do you want salt on your crumpet'
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Something said by little children, mostly relatives, to annoy you.
Little timmy: do you have games on your phone?
Person: *Slaps the child*
On October 22 you can do whatever you want to your girl.
It's Do whatever you want to your girl day.
Raphl: What's going on today?
Joe: It's October 22, It's National Do whatever you want to your girl day!
National Do whatever you want to your girl day. -Do whatever you want to your girl!
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If you're searching for a dose of party music, you won't find it on I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love. Lyrically, this debut album by the outstanding (and my favorite) band, My Chemical Romance, is definitely on the darker side. Lyrics like "The amount of pills i'm taking, counteracts the booze i'm drinking", from Honey, This Mirror Isn't Big Enough For The Two Of Us, and "I think i'll love to die alone" from Cubicles, are typical of the New Jersey band's less than rosy outlook. But like so many angst-ridden alternative rock/emo bands who have begun to emerge since the early 2000's, My Chemical Romance knows how to exuberant and introspective at the same time. Musically, the tend to be aggressive and hard-rocking, but lyrically, they're all about introspection. Produced by Thursday's lead singer, Geoff Rickly, this album is a generally phenomonal effort - one that deals with a lot of negative emotions, and does so in a very candid way. Some might find the lyrics depressing, but then again, rock music isn't necessary obligated to appease to positive outlooks 24/7. Saddness, pessimism, anger, disillusionment - none of which are difficult to find on this album - are like happiness, pleasure, and optimism. I
Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love, doesn't fall short of exceptional, and is a noteworthy, generally respectable debut for the New Jersey combo.
Headfirst For Halos from I Brought You My Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love.
Well let's go back to the middle of the day that start's it all, I can't begin to let you know just what I'm feeling, And now the red ones make me fly, And the blue ones make me fall, And I think I'll blow my brains against the ceiling, As the fragments of my skull begin to fall, Fall on your tongue like pixie dust, Just think happy thoughts.....
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2Pac
Oh shit, caught that nigga alone
Ain't that a bitch
Hey, uh, this one here is, uhh
for them niggaz that be Johnny Dangerous when they be fuckin fifty deep
But they be fuckin cowards when they by theyselves
You know who I'm talkin about
(You know who I'm talkin about) that's right
You ain't shit without your homeboys
You ain't shit without your homeboys
You ain't shit without your homeboys
Now
Now everytime I see you cats is rollin in packs
For the life of me I cannot see why you don't know how to act
Love to clown when you deep, but when you on that solo creep
out on the streets you don't hear a peep
Nigga it's a god damn shame, somebody explain
why they sent a Bad Boy to play a grown man's game
Tear that ass out the frame, completely get that ass kicked
Woke up on the street but you'll be sleepin in the casket
How long will it last, nigga don't ask, just be first to blast
Outlaw on the mash tryin to be the first to see some cash
My shit's classic, like my nigga Nate
Go get the tape, we keep the nation anticipatin until we break
Money made me evil, court cases got me stressed
Niggaz aimin at my head but I still wear my vest
I don't give a fuck motherfuckers I'm loc
They all duckin when my gun smoke
cause you ain't shit without your homeboys
You probably run at the sound of funk
I give a fuck, you niggaz is punks
Without your homeboys, you be the first to reach in your trunk
You scary niggaz is punks, you ain't shit without your homeboys
Nigga, punk ass motherfucker
You aint shit without your homeboys
Throw your hands up you little trick, coward motherfucker
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