Oh, Oh, Oh Lyrics

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Hello it is I

Can you even hear me

I'm back to making songs I've been smoking too much weed

That's why all my lyrics sound so crazy

Forty milligram aint enough to bury me

I just took ten and I'm about to take twenty

So that would be thirty but I need to get to forty

Then you would say, ooh those bars are not corny

I know they aren't corny I'm a fucking genius Morty

Morty I got a question for ya

Does Rick suck dick that gay faggot I bet he annoys ya

Let me hop in that portal, I'm immortal, I will destroy ya

Then I'll beat his ass up for ya

Even tho you'll be dead

This one bad chick tried to give me head

But I said get the fuck up out of my bed

On no exaggeration that's exactly what I said

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I'm back on the track

These bitches are wack

I just ate a flapjack and this bitch was on my nutsack

She said I ain't never seen a penis that big

Why don't you bend me over and fuck for me a bit

I said woah, woah I haven't finished my food

Can I clean my plate before we get nude?

Look woman I just wanna watch the crudes

And maybe just take a nap and even drool

Don't you get it please just forget it

I don't wanna fuck ya I understand ya pussy is wet I even bet it

Is dripping and I should give you credit

But don't you remember I was the one who looked into your eyes and said that

I smelt something fishy

It's not that I don't trust ya it's that I smell something pissy

It's your motherfucking pussy

That shit so rotten like grandmas expired cookies

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Okay this is the last verse

What should I say woman are a curse

Cause it's true and I bet on my life that you

Smell like a burning bag of doggie poo

Weed is something that I like to do

I do so much that my skin turns blue

Or so I think maybe I am just tripping

I met a bitching stripper and she just started stripping

But I do not mind

In fact let me tell ya it was so damn fine

I ignored her nonsense and told her she was mine

And then I took her to a private room and had a good time

Shit I love to rhyme

Fuck this verse is almost over

Moral of the story I like fucking sober

Moaning so loud be quiet is what I told her

Last fucking thing to say I love to motorboat her

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