Lyrics:
Butt steak
Butt steak
Rump roast
Make no mistake
I dump most
If I was Ike
I'd fire tina
Take the stage
Have diarrhea
Fart and poop
And poop and pee
bakin muffins
Fake the funk and get your rump roast
One dose of the toast'll make you jump if you come close
Pun spoke, ain't no more debatin; my Squad
boy roast, and like the fat rump roast
Won't you take a taste of this, you're on-off wagging your boast
Iit's the can't-go-wrong, it's
boy roast, and like the fat rump roast
Won't you take a taste of this, you're on-off wagging your boast
Iit's the can't-go-wrong, it's
Gonna burn some toast, pump some humpin' rump roast
Knick knack paddywhack, jump in the sack, in fact
Jerk the smack and crack Jack from the back
the funk and get your rump roast
One dose of the toast'll make you jump if you come close
Pun spoke, ain't no more debatin, my Ssuad been waitin'
For
CORPSE FLOWER
SPRING SHOWER
ENTRAÑA
RUMP ROAST
ANDOUILLETTE
SANGUINACCIO
MORCILLA
ENTRECOTE
TRI-TIP
LECHON
(FEED ME..)
FILET MIGNON
PORCHETTA
potatoes and rump roast with the red post gonna catch hell
You fail to see, my game tight like a virgin
Just strut we can fuck up at the park up in my Burban
As they slice a section of rump roast
Or, or split the hindquarters of a lamb
And all I can think about are those same hands
How they must caress
the cob pasta
Mmhmm
Mmhmm
Fresh salmon dump pasta
Mmhmm
Chocolate salmon egg pasta
A-ha
Edible casing with rump roast pasta
Chicken feet and gizzards
Bébé's kids
Don't tell me no
I don't wanna know
What the hell they did
Get ghost
No toast
No post
Rump roast
Coast to coast
The most
Ain't nobody wanna
gotta ass on her that rump roast
Damn it I'm fly, you don't want smoke up with none of this guy
You hear that I'm going my nigga don't try
Why you keep
Got a big dog but keep my gun close
Around beef, I raise the steaks as if its rump roast
How I’m raised it was done so
Smell the haze if you come
full of nitrous, oxidize she a brown tint
To that rump roast propose a toast, It´s well rounded
she fly, get austricized make an average chick sick
want smoke
Tryna beef with me but what fo
I do not need to beef
'Cause my homies hop out with the rump roast
Try to pull up on my dawgs
They gone have
Talk to me
We love you tonez
Talk to me
We love you tonez
Is that right yeah
Is that right
Sugar sugar come on
Baby got a brain and a rump roast
Good
They call me Big Tommy but my name is Joe
I'll eat your ass like a rump roast
Had a garage sale where I sold my bones
You can catch me
rump roast
Five stars
Boys with the cake
Beefy steak
Perfectly shaped
Five stars
Dancin' to the full moon that's right
Chillin in the backseat, I like
the front porch
Screen door swinging like a jump rope
Checkers how we motherfucking jump folks
We eating off the back end like rump roast
Hold on, let's make
gonna flick 'em
Your titties are smellin like chocolate chip ice-cream
And I think I wanna lick 'em
I got some hot beef for that rump roast, but ya
potatoes and rump roast with the red post gonna catch hell
You fail to see, my game tight like a virgin
Just strut we can fuck up at the park up in my Burban
And as the matter was discussed
This lust expressed through my reasonin
Would help to seasonin that rump roast
Gassin' up that blunt most incredible
Edible vision
like chocolate chip
ice-cream n´ I think I wanna lick em.
I got some hot beef for that rump roast
but you gotta say please
I'll dig into that thigh
potatoes and rump roast with the red post gonna catch hell
You fail to see, my game tight like a virgin
Just strut we can fuck up at the park up in my Burban
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