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Jobba the Hutt
Jobba the Hutt
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He is back And he isn't so whack Shooting feces in the sky Yeah these lyrics so fly Here with Biggie Smalls He has giant balls He misses your calls He too busy plowing your sister In the halls Biggie bitches Biggie bunda Biggie bentley Biggie bowler We are top G's We aren't trying to be sober Getting victory royales Is a daily occurrence Take the L for everyone Who is my concurrence Big Stick Stick that Biggie in that Smalls They see us rolling through the Streets Only freestyling and producing Sick beats I have so much cholesterol It's coming out of me It's not going to be long Before my big stick will be free Growing fungi on my body Cause I like biology No one can say anything Cause of body positivity I got a call from Mr Presidente He said Jobba you're so good In dolce far niente I said excuse me bitch I'm an efficient worker My stick is notorious The most big in the world Now clap those ass cheeks like Clap clap clap Butter me up with literal butter Let's go fucking hard now No need to stutter Kitkat Citty cat Show me ur pussy If you say no you're a baka that's Sussy Me and biggie are oiling up Burning till we're greasy If you wanna move us It isn't going to be easy I like to travel Take me on your voyage Work trip or space trip Weed or hasj Reach for the stars If you're ready to grasp em Unless you're Lil Throat Cancer Worshipper of mayhem If you're a fatshamer Please suck my dong I will chest bump you like Donkey Kong I will spear you with my Samurai Sword My big stick dingeley dong That everyone adores Now rest in peace for you And my boy Biggie Please stay away forever With that little slippy dickie
Writer(s): Jobba Hutt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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