I'm parched, but I don't a thirsty bitch T-Stark, rip the Audi, drift into a ditch Lights dark, kissin' witches, gonna fiddle bits I don't want prison wife, I want a prison bitch Catch me up on Ybor revving Hellcats Old man dingle strength, dick with six-packs Crackhead gimme licks, hickey blue rash Floribraska Ave, shitty poop ass Trippin' on the rides, garden bushy tushy Slapping utters on a lion, five-star steak and pussy Peezy squeezy on her hips, baby got the gushy Eighty-five with gummy teeth, got me chewing up her cookies Yeah it took me, fell into her void, I didn't want a lookie Baby shook me, hard right in her past, and now she commie mushy She a bookie, not in school, yeah she playing hookie Wanna roleplay, she Pelosi, slap that Biden-loving tushy
Burned and tanned The doors are jammed Hold my hand, we'll hide from Florida Man The length expands The heat withstands Unzip my pants and meet my Florida Man
Play a song in my skin flute, thank you Right into the poopy chute Coming through, right on cue Please accept my goopy droop Bathroom, number two Yeah I'm fucking pooping poop Big dogs, big blunts High with the goof troop Scared of cooter 'cause your pussy rude Got your honkers going boopy boop I'm out on 7th Avenue Killing ants with a big shoe Selling weed outside a high school Convincing the kids that getting high is cool
I'm eating her pussy like Scooby Doo She's hitting my phone with those nudies too I'm now coming down with the booby flu Got my dick shooting goopy goo Squeezing on her boobies and they feel like tits, yeah Got me so hard, 'bout to cry and shit, yeah Got my dick all covered in her spit, yeah Blown a load, but I don't think she going to quit, yeah
Calling me impotent, but I can't spell it Taking these feet pics, might just sell it Calling me stinky, but I don't smell it If public urination's a crime, throw me in a cell, bitch In Florida, no one can hear you scream Finger my ass and I might just cream I iron my clothes, but I don't use steam Bath salts, your ass calls, welcome to my dream
I say hello to sleepy Joe Blunts blow, give it a go What's the cargo Fentanyl Fitting it all in my belly, yo Love song, real long I'm fucking the cello
West side gentrified (Yar), that's an eyesore That's why I'm dropping spike traps in the I-4 Stealing precious metals from mobile homes in west shore Just so I can smuggle copper wire Into Ybor Getting loopy off the automatic whippet spitter Had a goopy granny, but she fell and broke her hip and shitter Had her pussy riding on my 6-speed TREMEC shifter Sipping on my favorite drink of rum and coke with milk and bitters Let's take my Ford Fiesta for a test drive Men don't cum, baby, I'll arrive
Burned and tanned The doors are jammed Hold my hand, we'll hide from Florida Man The length expands The heat withstands Unzip my pants and meet my Florida ManTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
