Aye, shout out to George Lopez
ASHKA! (Benda!)
Bitch I ain't tryna talk, get down on both knees, like you praying to the lord, Jesus
She gon' gimme head with her hands, till my toes curl up, chop her body in four, pieces
Bitch I'm outta gas, need a backwood, she can take a lot in the back like a Ford, Diesel
Yeah she hang loose like orangutangs on my dangalang, so can you please hold, deez nuts
Break her back in bitch got scoliosis
Give her tip, we could say she a good hostess
Close minded, but her legs staying wide open
Finna snap, like the middle of a new glowstick
I'm a gentlemen, hold that door open
Hoe jump in the air, like George Lopez
Can't seem to find where my chromosome is
She on her period split the Red Sea, Moses
But the hoe pussy bald like Joe Rogan
Her bottom got a curve like semicolon
Got her stuck on the couch like a TV show binge
Bitch I'm hot like its 97 Peter Rosen
Finna row, row, row till the f*cking boat sink
Like a flier on a pole, I stay posted
And my Nerf Gun sing like Nick Jonas
Make him cry to his mom like he really homesick
Bitch I ain't tryna talk, get down on both knees, like you praying to the lord, Jesus
She gon' gimme head with her hands, till my toes curl up, chop her body in four, pieces
Bitch I'm outta gas, need a backwood, she can take a lot in the back like a Ford, Diesel
Yeah she hang loose like orangutangs on my dangalang, so can you please hold, deez nuts
KIL & Benda - GEORGE LOPEZ Lyrics
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Aye, shout out to George Lopez
ASHKA! (Benda!)
Bitch I ain't tryna talk, get down on both knees, like you praying to the lord, Jesus
She gon' gimme head with her hands, till my toes curl up, chop her body in four, pieces
Bitch I'm outta gas, need a backwood, she can take a lot in the back like a Ford, Diesel
Yeah she hang loose like orangutangs on my dangalang, so can you please hold, deez nuts
Break her back in bitch got scoliosis
Give her tip, we could say she a good hostess
Close minded, but her legs staying wide open
Finna snap, like the middle of a new glowstick
I'm a gentlemen, hold that door open
Hoe jump in the air, like George Lopez
Can't seem to find where my chromosome is
She on her period split the Red Sea, Moses
But the hoe pussy bald like Joe Rogan
Her bottom got a curve like semicolon
Got her stuck on the couch like a TV show binge
Bitch I'm hot like its 97 Peter Rosen
Finna row, row, row till the f*cking boat sink
Like a flier on a pole, I stay posted
And my Nerf Gun sing like Nick Jonas
Make him cry to his mom like he really homesick
Bitch I ain't tryna talk, get down on both knees, like you praying to the lord, Jesus
She gon' gimme head with her hands, till my toes curl up, chop her body in four, pieces
Bitch I'm outta gas, need a backwood, she can take a lot in the back like a Ford, Diesel
Yeah she hang loose like orangutangs on my dangalang, so can you please hold, deez nuts
ASHKA! (Benda!)
Bitch I ain't tryna talk, get down on both knees, like you praying to the lord, Jesus
She gon' gimme head with her hands, till my toes curl up, chop her body in four, pieces
Bitch I'm outta gas, need a backwood, she can take a lot in the back like a Ford, Diesel
Yeah she hang loose like orangutangs on my dangalang, so can you please hold, deez nuts
Break her back in bitch got scoliosis
Give her tip, we could say she a good hostess
Close minded, but her legs staying wide open
Finna snap, like the middle of a new glowstick
I'm a gentlemen, hold that door open
Hoe jump in the air, like George Lopez
Can't seem to find where my chromosome is
She on her period split the Red Sea, Moses
But the hoe pussy bald like Joe Rogan
Her bottom got a curve like semicolon
Got her stuck on the couch like a TV show binge
Bitch I'm hot like its 97 Peter Rosen
Finna row, row, row till the f*cking boat sink
Like a flier on a pole, I stay posted
And my Nerf Gun sing like Nick Jonas
Make him cry to his mom like he really homesick
Bitch I ain't tryna talk, get down on both knees, like you praying to the lord, Jesus
She gon' gimme head with her hands, till my toes curl up, chop her body in four, pieces
Bitch I'm outta gas, need a backwood, she can take a lot in the back like a Ford, Diesel
Yeah she hang loose like orangutangs on my dangalang, so can you please hold, deez nuts
Writer: Kyle Han
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