Juice II (Gay Parody) lyrics

[Chorus: Abu]
I'm f*cking dudes like I'm Lil’ Nas
I'm f*cking dudes, ain't no b*tches
I'm f*cking dudes like I'm Lil’ Nas
I'm f*cking dudes, ain't no b*tches
I'm f*cking dudes like I'm Lil’ Nas
I'm f*cking dudes, ain't no b*tches
I'm f*cking dudes, ain't no b*tches
I'm f*cking dudes, ain't no b*tches

[Verse 1: Abu]
I jack so much di*k that it's f*cking my wrist up
I keep peen in my mouth like a cavity
Counting the nut like his semen my salary
b*tch, I've been skeeting harder than I ever have
Spilling hella babies on his abs
Spinnin’ on dudes like I'm Tupac
Spinnin’ di*k like a fidget
Spinnin’ on dudes like I’m Tupac
Spinning on di*k like ay…
Feeling full of di*k, feeling good like I knew he would
He ain't circ*mcised so he coming from the hood
I'mma let him sip, send the p*nis tip back in his friend, make him pay? I think I should!
Dominate in, got me on 10, f*cking up his [???], n*gga, probably depends
From the back, like he wiped ass, got a lubrication and it's heated in his
Backpack
Fun time coming with the bullsh*t and
Make him moist
Now his anal cavity is real destroyed
Paint him on his face is the gay sh*t I feel on
His testicles, he still smack his ass like Will
Drilling that sh*t with a hard di*k that never have kids
Turn the rubbers on my c*ck, b*tch, always on top, b*tch, put it on God, b*tch
Team Clutch got this, better pay
Homage
[Chorus: Abu]
I'm f*cking dudes like I'm Lil’ Nas
I'm f*cking dudes, ain't no b*tches
I'm f*cking dudes like I'm Lil’ Nas
I'm f*cking dudes, ain't no b*tches
I'm f*cking dudes like I'm Lil’ Nas
I'm f*cking dudes, ain't no b*tches
I'm f*cking dudes, ain't no b*tches
I'm f*cking dudes, ain't no b*tches
I jack so much di*k that his…

[Verse 2: Kolossal]
n*gga, we jacking, I'm feeling real strange
Two hands like I'm wielding magic
n*gga, I grab it, he get to grunting and sh*t
I'm properly doing him savage
n*ggas ain't think about safety when walking with switches
Like “Kocks, ain’t know you a faggot”!
Boy, I pulling up brick in a smoked out van
Now who finna hop out and snap it?
n*gga, I've had it, women all thinking they special ain’t never bring sh*t to the table
I'm bringing di*k and pain when playing
This game
They speak of my stories like fables
b*tch, I could walk in the room and
Nothing but drawers, attention connected like cables
Give me about 10 with these men, I bet they all sin
The house that we in get unstable
n*gga, I'm able, give him the truth with his di*k ‘til his booty is labeled disabled
Watch how I pin n*ggas down, have him trapped in the bed like a baby laid down in a cradle
Abu breaking him off as I watch with a smile, I’m holding him down like a staple
Poo poo and blood ranning and just thrust like a blender, we having our way ‘til it’s fatal!