Birthday Bash Rap Themed Fling ft. Todd Roberts Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
Man I was just playing
I was just playing man, you feel me?
Aye
Donkey Kong and Diddy had a baby named it Will Smith
Every time I make a wish, I gotta help a kid?
She want fresh baguettes, I told her that I am not French
She ain't honky-tonk with me, I told that woman we're not friends
Sabrina Carpenter saw my dong turned dog with a blue collar
I'm making sounds with macaroni and cheese I think I should call her
I'ma serve, bend that corner cause I couldn't become a baller
I'm the fourth ball brother, Lil Dicky don't got much longer
I'm with Eminem, order catering, Chipotle offers many flavorings
We want meat trays to bring to our birthday bash rap themed fling this spring
She can cover me in whip cream and suck in all the way to my ding ding
I sent her a sext on Instagram I regret the message pending
Like I'm sponsored by Starbucks or Dunkin, my shit make you diarrhea
Grazing through my catalog like looking through a damn museum
I'm passing out flyers on the street like"call me if you see 'em"
Two minutes into foreplay now my underwear covered in precum
I'm hiding underneath the bed when she ain't looking, she said"did you see sum?"
She peed her pants laughing Instagram reels of my song
I said"good thing girl, take off that wet thong"
I be dancing tryna get some dulla
Y'all be shaking ass for mulla
I'm a look killer I could pull Rihanna like A$AP Rocky cause I'm cool, bruh
I told 'em better sharp up or forever be a loser
You gotta try to make 'em laugh bub, your looks are not a woozer
Like it's easter but instead eggs I look for Cooter
I ain't waking up for anybody, I'ma big snoozer
She ain't quite farting in her sleep, big tooter
I'm on the hunt for girthy tits, I'ma big juicer
If the Cooter smells like Rust I'd rather be on the game
I'm insane like I got parasites inside my brain
Listen, we are not the same I'm one for one with Kurt Cobain
Except I ain't tie the knot, the lord said that's in vain
Golden shower when she see me, I'ma make it rain
She think she getting pleasure, only thing she getting pain
I think that I'm a bird, I just pulled a Liam Payne
We call 'em New Direction now, they'll never be the same
I feel 'em resting on my knees, that's how the cleavage hang
I was born April 30th, I'm basically La Flame
I'm with Travis Scott, I just got some head from Kylie Jenner
Actually it's like Bruce Jenner, you switching genders
Blowing on my dong, she the last air bender
I schemer the meats, Raisin' Canes, I need my chicken tenders
I'm Hugh Jackman with the tits but they're made of Jell-O
I'm playing baseball for the Knick, yeah I feel like Mello
I want her cooch like the kitten, told her make it hello
It better be soft and squishy like a damn pillow
There's a tree between my legs hanging like a willow
She used to play with toys, now she good off the dildo
I'm growing girthy and green like I'm Mark Ruffalo
Like I'm Indian, grab the spear and hunt buffalo
I stuck it quarter the way in she said"damn that's enough you know?"
This ain't your average suck and blow
She got suction cups attached to her butt to make it more plump to take it more rough
Damn
She tryna take more fucks for more bucks
We can't take that shit, you're a bashful little whore to us
Cooking enchiladas evenly and easily with Hector Salamanca
I turn around to Tuco I said"hey you get the Queso Blanca?"
I saw a Hispanic dude on the street he started doing the salsa dance I said"hey that's what I want bruh"
I told him keep getting funky, I want the hunk, I paid him in pennies for marijuana at the Home Depot
Sabrina Carpenter saw my dong turned dog with a blue collar
I'm making sounds with macaroni and cheese I think I should call her
I'ma serve, bend that corner cause I couldn't become a baller
I'm the fourth ball brother, Lil Dicky don't got much longer
I'm with Eminem, order catering, Chipotle offers many flavorings
We want meat trays to bring to our birthday bash rap themed fling this spring
She can cover me in whip cream and suck in all the way to my ding ding
Your girl with my last name got a nice ring
Millie Bobby Myer upside down doing stranger things
I'm Tyler Blevins on the beat, low tapering
I love money coming in, all I hears cha-ching