Donk-E - P$K lyrics

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Donk-E - P$K lyrics

[Verse 1: SwampDaddy C] The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout Drank some protein stains, and got some hella gout They say I'm a p**y, so I went down (What are those!?) Shoes, lookin' like a clown Juggle these balls and paint your nose red You got so much yeast, you could make a loaf of bread I'll beat my meat till I'm 69 or dead Wish this wall would ride me like a sled [Hook] Education is the key if you want to succeed I'll be a doctor with a college degree I coit my women and acquire currency Call me if you start to bleed I got an IQ of 123 [Verse 2: Donk-E] Straight outta college Super white kid named Eric I got a 401K, so I took a plane to Paris I had an Eiffel Tower in France, yes I make everyone positive, except my girl's pregnancy test I leave the crowd shocked, cause they in cardiac arrest She say my dick game the best I'll f** that p**y until nothing's left [Verse 3: Donk-E] Ugh, Imma take shots at you like a Glock, yo Y'all b**hes look like lesbians with them chacos I get more head than Peyton Manning I got that b**h bucking like a bronco This is my reality Let me paint a picture. Pica**o I got green like Rondo All your sh** is old like Betty Think you're cool by wearing Yeti? Cum shot in your girl's eye, make her look like Fetty (1738) Get rid of that grin, actin' like Swiggs I'll ram that a** like C. Skinn Dick down her throat; make her quit breathin' I keep fiending I'm a vandal Imm skin that lizard like Randal Cum dripping like a candle I ain't a hippie, f** them sandals But I'm rolling like a rasta Future so bright, thats why you got them b**h a** Costas It don't cost a lot to f** a transvestite I don't care, as long as it's tight Let's run the town like Jeremy Renner I thought I f**ed Kim Kardashian, but I woke up next to Bruce Jenner But, hey, at least that a** was thick This beat sick, Lupus, CB show 'em how we do this [Verse4: SwampDaddy C] The safe word is 'cinnamon' I like my women like I like my wine Five years old, in my basement; its a crime She a gold digger but I don't give a dime She bust my nut while I bust this rhyme I call her a contortionist, the way she twist my words It's very torturous like metamorphosis I float like a bu*terfly and sting like a bee I knock that p**y out like Muhammad Ali [Hook] Education is the key if you want to succeed I'll be a doctor with a college degree I coit my women and acquire currency Call me if you start to bleed I got an IQ of 123 [Verse 5: SwampDaddy C] I got that b**h locked down, like a prison ran by Coy She handles my balls better than LeSean McCoy Fifteen G's a year, they a f**ing thief Simple math, by a homie who k**ed his priest Let's get physical, OG Threatt You're an open book, easy to read I'm hungry, open your legs, let me feed (Jones Barbecue and Foot Ma**age) Round for round like Mike Tyson s**ing on my co*k like a motherf**ing Dyson (Jones Barbecue and Foot Ma**age) You got a bigger name, but I got a bigger rap game I keep it underground, stay away from the fame Like Harriet Tubman don't make a sound Slave p**y is what I pound Make her so wet, her whole family drowned [Inspirational Quote: Marshawn Lynch] "I mean, I know I'm gon' get got, but I'm gon' get mine more than I get got though." [Verse 6: Donk-E] Ugh, k**ed it b**hes, call a code Wallaby short and fat like a chode I left y'all b**hes jaws dropped Finna blow my load They said M was loyal But she gave me head on a road I can't rap, cause I'm white as a ghost Hold up, Imma propose a toast Let's f** on my boat I'll motorboat your tits You think you frat? That sh** cheesy like them grits I got guns on my hips Ain't in a gang, but he's got wheels like a crip Look at all these chips Good thing this place got a bean to dip [Verse 7: Donk-E] Y'all been told we had a short kid who thought he copped a Rolls But he had Crohn's with no brains in his dome All you white b**hes the same with them white iPhones So, I guess that's your true colors I f**ed your sister and CB f**ed your mother All of you hoes is trash so I'll throw you in the gutter Money is addictive like a hook, he's the one with the stutter