Corpus Sucks lyrics

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[Verse 1]
I feel wet like a b*tch
Found myself up in a ditch
Too much sand, with no witch
Swollen faces, just like Hitch
Look, my wrists, have been slit
I think I gave up, called it quits
Coin slot wounds, like a clit
BP on low, call it crit
di*k straight up, Washington
Full of sh*t, you weigh a ton
Yah, this game, I have won
Finny Paul is number one
The end is almost near
Warning signs, y'all do not hear
Apple juice, no f*cking beer
Connected sh*t like Norman Lear
f*ck
Got good news, I do backflips
Britney's lips up on my lips
Got pew pews, both sides of hips
Shoot you dead, watch as blood drips
sh*t

[Hook]
Corpus
Corpus Christi
You suck ass
White girl ass (delicious!)
So many white girls
Just for me
See them bouncing
On the beach
So many white girls
For Finny

[Verse 2]
(BEAT SWITCH)
Will got three Bs
Bluth, Bat and Bo
You get no Bs
Can't get no hoes
My bih be thick
Tempur-Pedic
Y'all getting mad
Suck on my di*k
b*tch cut in line
Stop being rude
I am the sh*t
Call me fly food
I am the sh*t
Come from the back
I am the sh*t
Finny can rap
My sh*t go hard
Like issa game
Kevin's a b*tch
Rissa, I tamed
Trump f*cking won
US is great
She told me devour
pus*y I ate
I'm not Dontai
But I Live & Learn
Sealnoon a beast
Finny a beast
Answer the phone
When you hear ring
WDP
All hail the king

[Hook]
Corpus
Corpus Christi
You suck ass
White girl ass (delicious!)
So many white girls
Just for me
See them bouncing
On the beach
So many white girls
For Finny

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