‎dudephoria lyrics

[Part I]

[Intro]
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Dudephoria
Ayo, where my dildo at?

[Verse]
Yo’ booty powers gettin’ neutralized, I can only watch in silence
The gayest actor we once knew is lookin’ scared of boys and now spiralin’
You movin’ like you don’t have sex with men, every asslick you do is just fake, bro
I calculate you’re not as calculated, I can even predict your di*k’s angle
Fabricatin’ stories on the assf*ckin’ front ‘cause you watched Thug Hunter, wow
I’m a prolapsed as*h*le manipulator, I can smell the tail out you now
You’re not an ass artist, you a scam artist with no hope of pleasin’ erections
Extra small stood out, but Moby Huge dildos not in your collections
I make music that’s arousing to men, you make music that flaccidize them
I can bend you down, break your spine, but spare you this time, that’s random as*h*le kindness
I know you a straggot manipulator and a b*tch-lovin’ liar too
But don’t tell no lie about me and I won’t tell no truths about you

[Part II]

[Intro]
*depraved moaning*
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I’m out, I’m gay, I’m homo, okay
My vibrator has a remote, okay
I ain’t thinkin’ about no reaper, n*gga, I’m rippin’ up male holes, okay
Got a Benjamin and a Jackson all in my house, and I f*cked both today
Hellcat, ain’t no rubbers but I’ll do a burnout inside of that hole, okay
Everybody wanna swallow semen until my acidic c*m gets to meltin’ their throat away
And I might do a thousand bros a day, once a gay, yeah, I always been gay
Meanwhile you got money, power and fame, and then went only straight
Have you ever played have-you-ever? Okay, n*gga, let’s play
Have you ever di*ked yo’ enemy down like with a poker face
Have you ever gaped five-hundred thou’, anal open case?
Well, I have, and you failed at both, but ain’t came out straight
I hate when a straggot talk about c*m but don’t want a guy
They turn into nuns and hop online like “Pray for my bussy”, they fakin’ for likes and digital thugs
His daddy a shaker, he wanna be junior, they must have forgot the women he’s done
Dementia must run in his family, but let it get shaky just like I got Parkinson’s bum
The very first time I copped me a rape, the homie had told me to gape it this way
I didn’t point up enough, today I’ll show you I learned from those mistakes
Somebody had told me you got a c*ck ring, my diamond studded one could double the wage
I’d rather stay flat than let a lil’ straight-ass n*gga rap about c*ck on the stage
f*ckthroat business, it’s off yo’ grids
What is it? The AIDS?
You don’t love p*nis? You don’t wanna work with d’ no more? Okay
Got three clones left, gayest of all time, male love we adore and praise
I love ‘em to death, and in eight bars, I’ll explain that phrase, huh
It’s nothin’ nobody can tell me, huh
Got a lot of c*ck on my celly, huh
I’m breakin’ down anus barriers, huh
There’s no ass sex you could sell me, huh
Yeah, with c*ck and balls I’m a selfish n*gga, just pound me heavy, huh
Only f*ckin’ with guys, and the day I don’t is the day my bussy ain’t smelly
I don’t like you talkin’ ‘bout how you love males, for men, I inherit the beef
Yeah, f*ck all that pushin’ P, let me see you pull on d’
You better off kissin’ on men, instead? You think about pus*y, please!
I’m semen snortin’, I’m rectum rippin’, yeah, I’m cool with skeet
We ain’t gotta get personal, I’m a friendly gay, we should keep it that way
I know some sh*t about n*ggas that make Dreamybull look like a saint
This ain’t been about jizzin’, not about big di*ks, not about who’s the gayest
This always been about real and fake, now let me say, you the biggest faker
It’s fake the way that you walk like you just took c*ck, and it’s straight the way that you dress
You a fake gay and I don’t sneak jizz, if I catch flight, it’s gon’ be direct
Y’ain’t gay, it’s b*tches you f*ck, not dudes and males, no, real women!
I need some di*k in me, it’s not just me, it’s what my butthole feelin’
How many more hairy male stories ‘bout your life ‘til we had enough?
How many more ass stories when you ain’t f*ck male asses rough?
I like you with the melodies, but I’ll like you more when I assf*ck
You gon’ make a n*gga bring fat nuts, no half chubs, make yo’ ass gush
Yeah, I burst c*m and I blast c*m, you drip c*m and don’t last none
Let your core audience stomach that, breakin’ backs is where I get abs from
V12, ropes of fast c*m, baow-baow-baow, ass done
c*mshot of the year while yo’ c*ck cheesy like Kraft Punk
[Verse 2]
Remember?
I’m Hydracoque, Gay n*gga Hours, I play with di*k?
Erection my middle name, I’m puttin’ on my best lingerie, you b*tch
I’m allergic to the straight sh*t, only you fake all the gay sh*t
Diddy can’t give you no swag either, I don’t give a f*ck ‘bout who you hang with
It’s straight the way that you walk, the way that you talk, it’s straight the way that you dress
Surprised you wanted that Cleveland request, you know that you ain’t about sh*t on yo’ chest
I even hate when you say the word “faggot”, but that’s just me, I guess
Some sh*t just cringeworthy, it ain’t even gotta be deep, I guess
You still love when you seein’ breasts, everything with me gay sex
Keep makin’ me dance, shakin’ my ass, and it won’t be no threat
I’m knowin’ they call you gay boy, but where is yo’ man? ‘Cause I ain’t seen him yet
Matter fact, I ain’t even skeet him yet, can I skeet him? (Bet)
When I see you stand by Lil Nas X, I believe you see two asslickers
I believe that you like women, not gay men di*kin’, won’t even shake ass with ‘em
Let’s speak in appendages, show me your di*k, I’ll make sure I double that to you
Say you sucked off a n*gga that sucked off a n*gga that said he was sucked off by that n*gga
Try cease and desist on Nigpro Records?
Ho, what, you ain’t into those records?
I’m rammin’ crack with men to those records
I shot hella semen to those records
Why wouldn’t I walk around tryna squirt on n*ggas? Y'all think my gay life is cap?
That’s straight sh*t, I got a bum to shake, but I can see you don’t know nothin' 'bout that
di*k in male butt, know nothin' 'bout that
We male and we gay, know nothin' 'bout that
Giant dildos to stretch yo’ holes like day by day, know nothin' 'bout that
Freaky men frottin’ and felchin’ and fistin’, man, listen man, you don’t know nothin' 'bout that
Speakin’ the truth and considerin’ that c*ck is meant for men, you don’t know nothin' 'bout that
Ain’t twenty-v-one, it’s a one-v-twenty if I gotta f*ck n*ggas that tight with you
Yeah, bring ‘em out too, I’ll clean ‘em out too, tell yo’ peen that I gotta stay right with you
Eat your bussy like toast with GAY_I
And all my n*ggas in Jonestown got peen
And yo’ sex tape is a deepfake lie
And my di*k sense tell me you ain’t on peen
I’ma di*k n*ggas all, I’m a c*ck fiend
But I wish y’all n*ggas was di*k riders
You can come to Planet Anus, yeah, you imitate sex with men, but you can’t imitate di*k violence
What I learned is straight n*ggas don’t like Goatse Galaxy, I’m fine with it, I’ll push the line with it
Suck a n*gga off one at a time with it
Y’all guys don’t love guys, but my guys different
Don’t speak on the assf*cking, straighty
It can get deep in the ass with peen, straighty
Talk about me and my faggotry, straighty?
Someone gon’ bleed in they ass from peen, straighty
I be at the di*kDonald’s eatin’ fried frenulum, side of jizz sauce, it’s enamorin’, straighty
Say you love p*nis? Nah
We can have sex right now on the camera, straighty
I’ma f*ck y’all n*ggas, I don’t trust y’all n*ggas
I’ll erect one finger and pump y’all n*ggas like mmm
as*h*le punt y’all n*ggas, footf*ck y’all n*ggas, nobody ever took my dude
Whoever ain’t f*ckin’ with men, f*ck those n*ggas, and f*ck big hetero too
You takin’ it bare, I’m pushin’ it further
Psst, I’ll impregnate your butt with my goo
[Outro]
*moans*
We don’t wanna hear you say “faggot” no more
We don’t wanna hear you say “faggot” no more
Stop