Texty písní George Watsky Watsky G.O.A.T.(W.G.M.F.M.C.)


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Get in bed like I’m at war.
Make your vagina more than kinda sore,
i’m hung like a dinosaur.
Shit, your hymen tore.

You’re busted, you never grew up like a Toys R Us Kid.
I’m well adjusted like jock strap crotches,
bang my old teachers while the preschool watches,
met a slow girl, i was fucking her fast.

Had some tight old pussy,
and got stuck in the past.
I molest old age, grab the best old babe in a breast hold babe
is you chest cold, babe?

Are those boobs or goosebumps?
Hey, sugar tits, can a pimp have two lumps?
Measure my hard prick, whatever the night.
I use my dick as a yardstick to measure my height.

I’m healing myself.
Got a hole in my pocket and i’m feeling myself.
I’m like wu tang.
Your art’s cookie cutter like a Warhol soup can.
The rapper who can destroy mere humans.
Fuck your facelift.
Fuck your played whip.

I built a space ship to ride in while you’re cruising earth.
I'm owning all the aliens who emcee in the universe.
The ten best rappers is a list of me.
I exist to be the greatest rapper in history.

Built a time machine from Flava’s clock and a saddle.
Taught Plato to rap and then kicked his ass in a battle.
I’m best rapper alive.
Who gets mistaken for michael cera.

Everywhere that he drives.
Fuck michael cera, you weren’t so superbad.
When i was riding you around rodeo yelling who’s your dad?
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