Damn Thug Again

Bleed to knees, ha I don't know what you said this time.

Let's all have some fun, grind the feather with the spinning wheel, with a, orange grill.

Wait bleed ha, nah, I'm sure he was talking about a furious, buelars day, that's a gold, little rubber.

What? Must be a little ducky.

Fucky, Fucky, Fucky, all y'all need to tell new rhymes.

Huh, he said, he wasn't listening, wasn't, wait, that was the last time.

I swear, oooooops, I did it again, I messed with your heart.

I'm not that innocent, why, we all live in a yellow, what?

Can anyone tell me? What we learned in school today.

Cold Ass Honkey just brought to all y'all.

Shhhhhhh, be still.