Monk Mode

Lyrics

EP: Gangaz fuck around and got them Nick Offerman eyes But won't deny the offering of the porcelain thighs My my my wish that I could hedge bets and money line Sip honey wine recline while they dox me Moving Supermans and oxys Too much moxie to stick with the epoxy Keep a knock kneed steed, she call me schatzi Godspeed to ya rolling threes in Yahtzee MoF: Ayo the whole room smelling like salmon hibachi Some botched D cups, Magic Wand Hitachi Dipping from razzis, Vespa scooting Acting hi-falutin, ordering pasta with extra gluten More executing with less commuting For losses suffered, some restitution, fresh pair Chilling poolside in slides, Gladys with the fattest butt lounging on a mesh chair Now her cheeks is lookin' lattice cut, what MoF: It all happened rather quickly and so she learned From a mere blown kiss he reached the point of no return, he's unconcerned There's more brolic bass to pan sear Then trying last a year in it so get your ass in gear, clear? You got to learn to smash in fear Scared stiff up in Claire, Tiff The P is deadly like diabetes, type 2 Fuck a wifey, give me a waifu, true EP: French Somali Sommeliers with Alsace wine Hints of pear bring a tear to a glass eye Her last guy found it rather disconcerting To slap her 'til she cry and fist her 'til she's squirting Long as there's no risk of it hurting Or chance of getting frisked, whisked away to serving Though it might be brisk once they're done adjourning A tisk tisk, slap on the wrists is unnerving Chorus: Aye it's rather odd swear to God it's getting hard to be a Vegas perve The shit be fucking with my vagus nerve Too much drama involved with shooting spunk loads So now a Ganga going monk mode Used to bless them with shrunk chodes but now we tell em hit the trunk road Real Gs turn down P Ayo it's way too much drama involved with shooting spunk loads So now a Ganga going monk mode