Uh, what?What? What? What?I'm a large pink cunt
PINK GUY (FULL ALBUM).zip. PINK GUY (FULL ALBUM).zip.
Pink Guy Album
Know what I'm sayin'?Yeah, yeah, yeahThey wanna see a man do the god shitNarcotics if you wanna get nauseousPink Guy dancin' like a clownKeep laughin' lil cunt, I got money on the down lowY'all think this about my feelings?They still think this about my feelings?Like Big Bird or a Steve from the Blues CluesWhen the sun go down, she goes down tooRiding around with a bump in a pound tooIf you wanna leave a voice mail hit the pound twoI got money out the orificeI buy your girl Louie bag, shit's glorious(oh)I'm not a hero nor a role modelI'ma spray your moms and your girl, no nozzleDrinkin' red wine out of gatorade bottlesIf you can't keep up then pull off to the bottom kidUh, they say i'm a elitist, like i'm better than the bunchLike duh, nice hunch cuntWhen the sun go down i'm a fiendWhen the sun go down i'm a monsterWhen the sun go down i'm sippin' leanWhen the sun go down I hope it never come upYoung boy with the trash talkRun yo little mouth find you sittin on asphaltI know you tryna be me, I don't have a doubtI can't answer at the moment, I got pussy in my mouthMy mouth, pussy in my faceDepending on the nationality I get a different taste!Ya'll really think i'm out here having hard times?I got 17 jobs this one's part time. (Seven Eleven!)Suck a dick and a ball sackPoppin' more pills than the moms in a cul de sacFuck her good on the couch while your dads gonePoke holes in her face, jack'o lanternShe likes how the leather feelsShe really like that I rejected several record dealsShe said 'why?'I said 'the money wasn't good enough'She said 'oh wow, you really know your stuff'Yeah I do bitchI don't need a fucking marketing team trying to blow my shitI'm not a fuckin' vlog cunt with a lot of chicksTryna buy an autobiography about my dickWoops, fuck that!I work hard for my shit, ya'll boys are just fucking wackI'm the only one that cares about the process!I'm the only one who fuckin' with the progress!I'm the only one that made it with no middle man!(I don't care about this song anymore)How ya like that? How, how ya like that?I got money on my back, I don't need your fuckin' cashHow ya like that? How, how ya like that?I got money on my back, I don't need your fuckin' cashIt's yo favorite pink cunt!How ya like that? How, how ya like that?I got money on my back, I don't need your fuckin' cashHow ya like that? How, how ya like that?I got money on my back, I don't need your fuckin' cash
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