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I be reading Dr. Seuss, that's how I learnt to rap
Yo granny's lips so dry she called me for some chap
If she was hangin' on my foreskin, she hangin' on nothing
I was thirteen, trynna look up some porn in Bing
I hope my wife likes jazz, that pussy Ring-A-Ding
She played
Cozy Coffee Shop with Smooth Piano Jazz Music for
Relaxing, Studying and Working
Yo, on God I'm rad, on God I'm bad
Rhyming just to pass through yeah, I'm going mad
Keep talking to myself like a Skibidipath
Talking to you
And you like a telepath
Goin' out for a smoke break trynna smoke some
Walking with aura til they call me handsome
While high I'll go chase a threesome
Trynna find a way
To make you cum
I bent her grandma over and I put it in her tushie
Bitch slapped me talkin' bout, don't I have a better pussy?
I looked down there and that shit was dry like my fuckin' hands
I still hit that shit until I heard my own fucking pants
After a while I came deep in that fuckin' backdoor
But she keep lookin' at me like she wanna do some more
So many rounds she got my nutsack feelin' poor
She lookin' like a tree I put on her all my decor
My grandma's stacking sushis on this shit
May be a gymnast but I do no fucking splits
We have shoes but we have no socks
Jumped into the lake naked swimming with the ducks
I'd tell you your breath smells like peanut butter
And you still don't understand why I sent you this letter
I need to be outside to keep the monsters away
And this is how I'm surviving the fucking day
Je m'appelle Olivier
Sauf que j'aime pas les olives
Imagine toi, boire de l'eau
Ça j'y arrive
Tu savais que
Deux pain pi un fromage
Ça fais un grilled cheese
Dans le coin d'la rue il avait un homeless
Un peu trop ivre
J'ai dit, Hey mon chum
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