PLEASE FILL MY ROBO TUMMY lyrics

GOT CODIENE IN MY TUMMY

IT AINT FUNNY I GOT MONEY

I GOT BANDS

MAN I GOT FANS

I GOT PLANS

AND I GOT STANS

YOUR ASS STAIN , GRIPPING WOOD GRAIN

YOUR SO PLAIN

I NEED ROBO BRAIN

I NEED ROBO HEAD

f*ck ROBO COPS

f*ck PAUL BLAUT

SHOOT HIS ASS, POP TART
I CANT STAND FAT b*tchES

MAN ITS ALL YOUR FAULT

THEY ASK ME HOW I f*ckIN DO IT MAN ITS ALL IN THE VAUL

TALKING MAD sh*t b*tch YEAH YOUR COVERED IN SALT

FILL MY ROBO pus*y UP WITH ALL THAT OOZE

ALL THAT USH

ALL THAT AH

ALL THAT MM

ALL YEAH

ALL THAT f*ck

SEX MONEY MURDER MAN f*ck YEAH

f*ck YEAH

f*ck YEAH
f*ck YEAH

f*ck YEAH


THATS ALL WE CARE ABOUT MAN , WERE RAPPERS YAH?