Lyrics:
bands up, nigga I'm hoodrich
Say I'm broke, you smokin that good shit
And her ass soft, nigga, whoopee cushion
I make her prrrrt, do the whoopee cushion
it makes her queef and sounds like a fucking whoopee cushion
Who the fuck is you pushin'? You must've mistook me
For some sissy-soft punk looking for
make you bleed
Bop, made a nigga bleed, he ain't hear me out, now he bleedin' out
Push it, uh, gushy
Know we blow shit down like a whoopee cushion
that shit sound like a whoopee cushion
I'm the grind but I still got to watch who be around
Because yea these people fake they be trying to bring a nigga
being goofy is cool
Everywhere we look smiles are our pleasure
Look under your chair find a whoopee cushion's surprise
Watch as balloons fill up
Missionary decomposition
Out of place whoopee cushion
We’ve all been confined here by one another
All because of some slumbering lover
I guess we’ll
the mole
I get real swole do you even lift
I've got swag when I walk from my uneven hips
I've seen your tits it's looking like whoopee cushions
With
Bitch ass boy, boy that nigga need a whooping
And she sit on my face like a whoopee cushion
I stick my tongue in and now that pussy gushy
Broke up with
hurry up and get the f**k out my sight
Now I'm back to givin' out ass whoopins'
I flatten you just like you a whoopee cushion
In any and every door I get
Man, I'm so glad I got out of that office. I mean, it was just a whoopee cushion, bro. Chill out
Teachers always testing me. You know how them
keep the jokey jokes and the Whoopee cushions
I a shit on niggas like I never had no potty training
Errybody copycats these days got me urinated
Don't he
the blick
Sound like a whoopee cushion when I'm usin' the switch
If I hold it too long, then a few gon' get hit
Ain't no cap in my rap, boy, I'm true to this
a flare gun and a Mickey Mouse kazoo.
The priest on a whoopee cushion and said this is not fair. Jack took the kazoo and shoved it in his ear.
They made
blessings? Lesson after lesson
Like an adolescent that constantly getting in trouble
That bad ass need a whooping, whoopee cushion belt pushing
With
like Anthony Tiffith
I gotta roll with the punch whoopee cushion
All these niggas out here fakin' the funk
Swimmin' in debt, well damn
That's how you end
This a little cocky
This a little kinky
But we all a little raunchy when it comes to getting freaky
She threw that whoopee cushion back and put it on my
throw a saddle on a gift horse, you look it in the mouth
Your push was soft, like making whoopee to the cushions in the couch
Rel's a rapper with
Serving up orders for Mr. Charlie and Snoopy
Lucy serving sushi like a fusion
City been whoopee like a cushion, product pushing
One percent living cushy,
for Mr. Charlie and Snoopy
Lucy serving sushi like a fusion
City been whoopee like a cushion, product pushing
One percent living kushy, take it in like
been lookin' (lookin')
Shawty been acting a fool
She gettin' sauce on the cushions (saucy lil' bitch)
All good, ain't no loss
You could never really
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