Cumstep

[VERSE 1]
Sup, bitch
It’s Cum Smif
I’m up in this
Doin’ some sins
You dumb shits
Don’t fuckin sin
Ya just suck dicks
With con-sent, till
They cum jizz, in
Your esophagus
Down into yo
Stom-ach’n when
I shove my dick
In yo cunt lips, I
Beat the pussy up
Like Unhinged (bitch)
I got acid tabs
In my Apple Jacks’n
Dropped anthrax in
Your Cracker Jacks
You cracker fag
At the Cracker Barrel
I should shoot ya ass
For ya whack apparel
With yo blue jeans
And v-neck tee
Click clack boom, bitch
See ya next week
Blow loads in ya body
Like skeet, skeet, skeet
Wait, hold up, lemme go
Back to that other rhyme scheme
Listen faggot
You are not attractive (my)
Dick so flaccid (it’s)
Got soft shell crabs (in it)
Now, laugh at that
Go ha-ha-ha
Do it, motherfucker
Stand up and clap
Bow down to me
Bitch, bend that back (go)
All the way, hoe
I wanna see dat ass
And if the ass is fat
I give the ass a slap
Hashtag mе too me’n
Ya handicapped (no cap)

[BRIDGE] X4
No cap, no cap
No cap, no cap
No cap, no cap
No cap, no cap

[HOOK]
Dance, girl
Shakе dat ass
Jiggle them titties
Bitch, shake that rack’n
If the rack is flat
Or the ass ain’t fat
Then step outside
Girl, I’ll call you a cab
But if the ass is fat
And the rack is massive
Then come on back’n
Lemme fuck ya vag, bitch
Then fuck ya mouth
And fuck ya ass lips
Then I’ll bust inside ya’n
Make the lyrics past tense
This that cumstep music
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[VERSE 2]
It’s Camboi Smif
Your favorite author
There’s an F on the end
Bitch, say it proper
So menacin’
I’ll rape your stalker
All these simps
I need beta blockers
They fake as fuck
Like Jim Acosta (hey)
Come the crib, for some
Steak’n lobster (now)
Sit up straight, bitch
Shape your posture (you can)
Call me daddy
But I ain’t yo father
I licked her clam’n
She drank my chowder
You don’t eat oysters
You a straight up coward (now)
Tend the garden
Pollinate the flowers
Then spray her mound
That’s April showers
She on the couch’n wants
Her ass devoured (I’m)
Eastbound & Down, like
Kenny Powers, but
My cock is the thang
I’ll knock ya down with
It’s a goddamn plane, ya
Clit’s the Twin Towers
Bitch, I still got it
Pop this cock in ya noggin
Now I got ya head bobbin
And it’s got my head noddin
Blood got my dick throbbin
Jizz bout to be poppin, out
Da top, like a tiny child’s
Science fair project (where)
I blow my semen
In yo cerebrum’n
A pound of jizz
In ya thalamus
Induce forced sex
Unto ya cortex (put)
My penal gland (in)
Your pineal gland (gat damn)

[BRIDGE] X4
Gat damn, gat damn
Gat damn, gat damn
Gat damn, gat damn
Gat damn, gat damn

[HOOK]
Dance, girl
Shake dat ass
Jiggle them titties
Bitch, shake that rack’n
If the rack is flat
Or the ass ain’t fat
Then step outside
Girl, I’ll call you a cab
But if the ass is fat
And the rack is massive
Then come on back’n
Lemme fuck ya vag, bitch
Then fuck ya mouth
And fuck ya ass lips
Then I’ll bust inside ya’n
Make the lyrics past tense
This that cumstep music
That, that cumstep music
That cumstep music
That, that cumstep music
This that cumstep music
That, that cumstep music
That cumstep music
That, that cumstep music