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The Future Is Disgusting Lyrics - Artist : Atmosphere
Rock the house and you can wrap your lips around my microphone
Spread your wings and fly me home Find my partner and depart the party I probably had to love you the hard way Maybe we was drunk out back with the dumpster breath She know how to treat me like something spesh Flunk the class but she pass the test She got a portrait tattoo of Funkmaster Flex Girl I'll take you to Egypt for no reason Other than skeezin' in hotels in regions That look over scenery pieces of history Mixing my semen up with your secretions Hot butter on my breakfast toast She's still got the best approach And don't forget to check those that never be ghost And keep your enemies close If you was a robot I'd lick you on your touch screen Later when you act new I'll holler at your vacuum I think we're about to get eighty-sixed They don't appreciate the way we kiss Give a fuck what you find inappropriate It's a bar not a church your holiness Now let me get an ahooga Roll up a joint look like a bazooka All I know is they try not to show you How little they actually hold with their own two Ayy I'm the loud balloon I might howl at the moon in the middle of the afternoon Never had a lot never hit a jackpot Who wanna party with the bad bad dad bod And I ain't got the time to wonder You never know if this will be your last summer Now go ahead and shut your whole chapped lip pucker You bicycle seat sniffin' motherfucker |
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