ITS PEAZ ON THE BEAT
Uh yeah
Uh yeah
Let’s get it
Walking up backs fucked
Called me limp biscuit
Don’t believe in Jesus
Call that man a Christ-kit
OHH
Yeah what your momma say?
She told me you was a little gay
So I went in pegged you outside a speed way
One morning I decided to lick the back wall
That way I can say I got a southern draw
Thrown hands in some ham
Gobbling it up like the sand man
Woah
Hol up hol up
Gotta piss in the cup
Two girls ain’t got shit on me
That’s why I like my muscle mommies
Yeah that’s right I lift bitch
Don’t use my turn signals in a lane switch
I be going round spitting these bars
Meanwhile I’m a woman so I crash cars
Woaaaahh
Got a little sexist
But I don’t even know what sex is
I be a virgin dawg, but not by my choices
I got my virginity back through my divorces
They left me because I sound like borat
Saying my wife too much while I slap that
By that I mean him
He didn’t listen again
A domestic abuse survivor
And I only served a five-or
Or what?
Got something to say?
Wanna confess that I make you a little gay?
I masturbate in front of a mirror
That way when the cops watch I can call em queers
Spending time like I got a day to save
I be so cool I call my landing strip Dave
WHAT
Sorry if that was personal
I just like to tickle Dave’s little hole
This shits cooked
Fried like my arm
Truthfully I didn’t mean any harm
I just like to swallow yarn
When it comes out I use it like floss
Something something something your loss
Call me the candy man I’m so sweet
I got a thing for peoples feet
Quinten taritino my favourite Latino
Or maybe Latina frankly I don’t know ha-
I think my mom had too much Tylenol
That’s why this shit is off the wall
