[Hook: NTHNG Pablo]
That's A K-R-E-W with a E
'N' a O 'n' a F 'n' a 7 & a 7 there
7 & a 7 there; 7 & a 7 there
7 & a 7 there: 7 & a 7
[Verse 1: Tim Cross]
Make that booty clap like black women in a baptist sermon
Or Eric Clapton fans begging hard for our returning
Lose the pants. Tell me if you're ready for this sperm, and
My dick head is so hard it's like the faces of of her parents
I go hard, and I just get it it. She chokes on cock like cinnamon
Until she coughed up all my children, told me I was villainous
Well, we can't all be a hero
Trade Center plus 9/11 equals Ground Zero
Bend it over for the reverend. Don't pretend that you're an angel
This is not seven and heaven. This is not ABC Family
"You-you got me pregnant." And she dampens up the mood
When she sends me to the store for milk, pampers, and baby food
I got a potty-mouth, shittin' on whateva you spittin'
Killin' niggas that mention the krewe in any fuckin' resentment;
And if I catch you on twitter tweeting some of my lyrics
They better be in quotes; or I'll piece you up to division
[Verse 2: NTHNG Pablo]
Go forth and then multiply. Wait this shit ain't addin' up
She said she was seven-seven. I thought that was old enough
Jail bait but no seefood got me up in this orange jumpsuit
Cause I had the wardens daughter sayin' "Fuck me while I bump you."
Loud as fuck, hear it. Smell it. Come and get a taste of us
I been sensin' I was different since my ex said I was dangerous
Deadly stuff like poison. Squirting demon semen daily
Into plastic cups at clinics just to try to raise a couple bucks
Bruh bruh I need cash, might become a stipper nigga
Oh wait I can't dance, so I can't become a stipper nigga
Hopefully I make it with this clap-happy rappin' stuff;
But for now, girl shake it like your ass contracted Parkinson's
Bitch make it clap like like a seal in a tank, Go!
Don't touch me no, you sweaty, dirty, nasty, stank ho
I'm just tryna see you drop and pick my fuckin' dollar up
Ms. Butterworthless, come and suck some dick for a waffle guh
That's A K-R-E-W with a E
'N' a O 'n' a F 'n' a 7 & a 7 there
7 & a 7 there; 7 & a 7 there
7 & a 7 there: 7 & a 7
[Verse 1: Tim Cross]
Make that booty clap like black women in a baptist sermon
Or Eric Clapton fans begging hard for our returning
Lose the pants. Tell me if you're ready for this sperm, and
My dick head is so hard it's like the faces of of her parents
I go hard, and I just get it it. She chokes on cock like cinnamon
Until she coughed up all my children, told me I was villainous
Well, we can't all be a hero
Trade Center plus 9/11 equals Ground Zero
Bend it over for the reverend. Don't pretend that you're an angel
This is not seven and heaven. This is not ABC Family
"You-you got me pregnant." And she dampens up the mood
When she sends me to the store for milk, pampers, and baby food
I got a potty-mouth, shittin' on whateva you spittin'
Killin' niggas that mention the krewe in any fuckin' resentment;
And if I catch you on twitter tweeting some of my lyrics
They better be in quotes; or I'll piece you up to division
[Verse 2: NTHNG Pablo]
Go forth and then multiply. Wait this shit ain't addin' up
She said she was seven-seven. I thought that was old enough
Jail bait but no seefood got me up in this orange jumpsuit
Cause I had the wardens daughter sayin' "Fuck me while I bump you."
Loud as fuck, hear it. Smell it. Come and get a taste of us
I been sensin' I was different since my ex said I was dangerous
Deadly stuff like poison. Squirting demon semen daily
Into plastic cups at clinics just to try to raise a couple bucks
Bruh bruh I need cash, might become a stipper nigga
Oh wait I can't dance, so I can't become a stipper nigga
Hopefully I make it with this clap-happy rappin' stuff;
But for now, girl shake it like your ass contracted Parkinson's
Bitch make it clap like like a seal in a tank, Go!
Don't touch me no, you sweaty, dirty, nasty, stank ho
I'm just tryna see you drop and pick my fuckin' dollar up
Ms. Butterworthless, come and suck some dick for a waffle guh
( Pablo Mirena )
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