RiFF RAFF - Twisted lyrics

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RiFF RAFF - Twisted lyrics

[Verse 1: Dirt Nasty] It's twisted It goes one, two, three, to the six I flunked math b**h, s** my dick I was born in another dimension I parked my spaceship on the dick of a gremlin My sh** no make sense Kind of like camping, it's in tents Cotton candy, rockin' panties Yeah, I f**ed Brock Lesnar's granny We twisted as f** I crashed the firetruck on a dead duck Timber, watch the wood I'm in the Denver, I got the goods Flawless, I'm the weirdest Brrrrrr, motorboat beer tits I'm from the future And I'll put my dick inside a six shooter [Verse 2: RiFF RAFF] Riff Raff ballin' Gone for a minute Now I can't tell you where I been I came back like a boomerang lesbian For you pedestrians, I got a suggestion Next recession, I'm giving carry on luggage lessons You can't sleep, I got a Magenta Sprite When I was four I poured a four in my Pedialyte Great ganders Loosen up the Pamelas Feed her to the camera then dance like Tony Danza Lemon Phantom, you senile For you step-childs got Charlton Heston on speed dial Riff Raff ballin' Drapes out in Palm Springs Midnight pink, vandal white mood rings b**h got my check You better check my neck Who's next to flex? I pull up in a T-Rex I'm in your intersection Your girlfriend t**ng But she still got a C-section I can't be serious, you can't be serious You're so inferior, I'm like a furnace I'm furious, I'm fearless You need to take a herpes test Riff Raff golden child Are you illiterate? You irate, uneducated, non-vocabula-Seabiscuit I pull up in the earthquake quick Mix 'em up, Bisquick [Verse 3: Andy Milonakis] Do the p**y toast I be that fly dude eating Thai food Don't test my mood cause I'm rude You don't like it, s** my dick While you're wearing a tutu All my homies here so we gonna run a choo-choo Choo-choo, charlie train And we hittin' from the back cause you're a gnarly dame Pochantas, Milonakis Indian Greeks, yeah I'm into them freaks Your momma's titties smell like a bottle of Red Hot Leave that f**in' stupid b**h for dead, not Your momma's baboon bu*t it's mushy and gross I got a new dance called "Do the p**y Toast" p**y toast, p**y p**y toast I'll k** your p**y then f** your p**y's ghost [Outro] Palatial Diamonds Ferraris and expensive mansions Palatial, palatial Gold caviar, yachts on the shore All of the things you can't afford Palatial, palatial

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