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Correct Spanking Lyrics
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Correct Spanking
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[Intro] Gurl, you so bad, you need a spankin' Gurl, you so bad, you need a spankin' (Oogie Mane, he killed it) Gurl, you so bad, you need a spankin' (I'm working on dying) Gurl, you so bad, you need a spankin' Pew pew, pewwww, pew pew, pewwww Yuh, yuh Raawr raaawr raawrr raaaaaaawrrr Femto, you know what it is Big femto, fuckin em up, yeah, ok Bwaaa [Hook: Robb Bank$ and Quadie Diesel] Sir femto bouta buss your ass Fettuccine bouta buss your ass Sir femto bouta buss your ass Fettuccine bouta buss your ass Sir femto bouta buss your ass Fettuccine bouta buss your ass Sir femto bouta buss your ass Fettuccine bouta buss your ass [Verse 1: Robb Bank$ and Quadie Diesel] Pussy boi talkin bout blah blah blah, blah blah blah, blah blah blah, blah blah blah, what is you telling me? We walk in that bitch wit the sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sawed off, in Texas, like Leatherface My main bitch went threw my ca-ca-ca-ca-ca-ca-call log, she got very very angry I'm built to be evil, and you niggas mini-mes My double cup spiked up with [?] Mini-Wheats 556 fly, tearing up your insides Ha-ha-ha-ha, bark like the big dawgs This ain't a family matter, this ain't no sitcom Huhhh, Quadie, won't you tell it to em? Go-go-go-gobble she can't get enough of the dick Ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-nipple, I thought it was tits All of these bad bitches can't get enough of the splice Bad wolf used to hussle down to the mice You not participatin, oh, pardon my bad Got a pound, got a bag bitch, pretty, my tats Bout to turn 88 on em, infinity [?] Imma put you ova my knee Imma put you ova my knee Imma put you ova my knee Imma put you ova my knee (Yuh yuh) [Hook: Robb Bank$ and Quadie Diesel] Sir femto bouta buss your ass Fettuccine bouta buss your ass Sir femto bouta buss your ass Fettuccine bouta buss your ass Sir femto bouta buss your ass Fettuccine bouta buss your ass Sir femto bouta buss your ass Fettuccine bouta buss your ass [Verse 2: Robb Bank$] Why I'm so cold, I need a blanket Said I'm a cold piece, bitches still ate it (Raaawr raaawr) My dick 7 foot and known across the nation (Whoop, whoop-whoop-whoop) Tired of bitches keep askin if I'm a basketball player, swish swish (Yuh yuh) If a nigga ask me, then it's up (Ow!) Got syrup in my cup, my gut (Yuh) She a 10 but she act like a dud (Bow bow bow) I got a lil xd tucked [Outro: Quadie Diesel] I just want you to keep up I just want you to keep up I just want you to keep up I just want you to keep up I just want you to keep up I just want you to keep up I just want you to keep up I just want you to keep up
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