Camboi Smif - Cumstep lyrics

{VERSE 1} Sup, b*tch It’s Cum Smif I’m up in this Doin’ some sins You dumb sh*ts Don’t fu*kin sin Ya just su*k dicks With con-sent, till They cum jizz, in Your esophagus Down into yo Stom-ach’n when I shove my dick In yo c*nt lips, I Beat the pussy up Like Unhinged (b*tch) I got acid tabs In my Apple Jacks’n Dropped anthrax in Your Cracker Jacks You cracker f*g At the Cracker Barrel I should shoot ya ass For ya whack apparel With yo blue jeans And v-neck tee Click clack boom, b*tch 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 f*ggot 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, motherfu*ker Stand up and clap Bow down to me b*tch, 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 b*tch, 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 fu*k ya vag, b*tch Then fu*k ya mouth And fu*k 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 {VERSE 2} It’s Camboi Smif Your favorite author There’s an F on the end b*tch, say it proper So menacin’ I’ll rape your stalker All these simps I need beta blockers They fake as fu*k Like Jim Acosta (hey) Come the crib, for some Steak’n lobster (now) Sit up straight, b*tch 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 co*k is the thang I’ll knock ya down with It’s a goddamn plane, ya Clit’s the Twin Towers b*tch, I still got it Pop this co*k 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 b*tch, 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 fu*k ya vag, b*tch Then fu*k ya mouth And fu*k 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