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Hey, Krabs, fuck you I got your formula And I fucked your dumb bitch of a daughter (Gang!) I'm not fuckin' with you kids, nah, I'm not EDP I stay with that .445, switch that bitch like BPD Leave that boy transparent, I ain't talkin' 'bout a .png Guns up on my tabletop, yeah, like we're playin' D&D But we're not playin' D&D (ooh, ooh) Rockin' out like PnB (ooh, ooh) Yeah, catch him at the bnb (ooh, ooh) Had to fuck him like a BBC (ooh, ooh) (Yeah, gang!) Call my gun John D., way it fuckin' rock a fella Pearl keep callin' on me, want my fuckin' mortadella Fuck a magic conch, bitch, I'm trappin' off a Motorola I'm a mutant off that green and purp, boy, I look like Donatello Pulled up at your house like SSSniperwolf I could give a Jack, makin' films with your wifey too Sent that pussy Sponge on a trip to the ICU Said that he a gangster, goddamn, now he cryin' too (hahaha) Hasta la vista, bombs like Bautista Dick game strong with my nine-millimeter Where the bald-hair Krab? Jada Smith, alopecia Eugene did a John C., we can't see ya Bitch, I got your formula, yeah (got your formula) And I made your daughter cum (made her cum all on my D) Now the Sponge is fuckin' runnin' (ha, look at that, bitch) And everybody loves the chum I'm not fuckin' with you kids, nah, I'm not EDP I stay with that .445, switch that bitch like BPD Leave that boy transparent, I ain't talkin' 'bout a .png Guns up on my tabletop, yeah, like we're playin' D&D But we're not playin' D&D (ooh, ooh) Rockin' out like PnB (ooh, ooh) Yeah, catch him at the bnb (ooh, ooh) Had to fuck him like a BBC (ooh, ooh) You thought I was fuckin' finished, huh, Krabs? Your business got ran through, your house got ran through And your daughter got ran through It's up and stuck, Chum Gang!
Writer(s): Joubert Jason L Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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