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mr. ass (feat. the thought)

from garrulous baby man by whose

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shoutout billy gunn for being 50+ and still wrestling his ass off in AEW.

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bury me with weed and some bus fare
i tell them come near i want to see your lust flare
im dodging mindflairs
trying to find my life here
new chick got some tittles that’s flat like rotten beer
the new don’t remember your old years
forgotten cheers
of a time since past
your hands stain the hourglass
you sit an hours pass
productivity on a low
while you move through your mind fast
i walk through the city slow
i got calves the size of half dwarves
i aint new to the game
i look for the backboard
youre overshooting your aim
all circles have a judas, gotta move through through the plains
not every soul has a falsetto tone in their range
like a dead skunk on the road, just lying their unmoving
you waste away your talent no idea what you’re doing
while you try and win the match with a stolen hart choke
you’re in the center of the ring chokeslammed like bill alfonso

walk in the room with your lips on my trunks
urs pass the light the whole room getting slumped
walk in the room with my ass looking plump
you’d think i only do this shit for fun

I got a big booty, so she call me big booty
it ain’t no thing, if I’m desperate I’ll make movies
I ain’t worried bout a ring, that’s the bitch duty
every queen needs a king, got em dangled by a string
I don’t even have to sing, just to bring beauty
never minding manners when the man o war stings, I just swim rudely
never got a plan then you never gonna spring,
staring at a man like some buffalo wings
and I don’t need ranch for a flavorful zing! you should have a fling with Lucy
you would think I bake the way they line up for the cake
you might think I’m fake the way I’m riding on the breaks
and that’s all the way until they see me make it shake
ok, ok
carry my weight with an elegant grace
popping it out til my bell is embraced
she skipping my name just to ask for a taste
*giggle* ok...
y’all must see Lizzo with a dick, “oh look at thought he know he Thicc”
“he wanna pop, he taking pics, but he too ugly for that shit”
who would’ve thought? they on my dick, just to grip the thunder thighs
blunder riffing when they sipping then they don’t apologize

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from garrulous baby man, released June 22, 2020

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