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Franks Best Asians (feat. DJ Jelq) Video (MV)






Gravezone Clann & MichaelMichael & Greeper Gred - Franks Best Asians (feat. DJ Jelq) Lyrics




Peanut butta toe tagging
Hoes know I'm body baggin
Buddhist monk, blowing vapes
Blowing clouds up into space
Found all the secrets I wasn't supposed to find
My brain feels funny cause the 5G on my mind
I know who owns the banks, I know who runs the news
And guess what, it's me bitch
Not the f*ckin' jews
Hug and kiss my girls because I love them like my homies
Operation re population dick bald like Moby

Diggin' in the dumpster, a burger king hunter
That looks like onion ring, candy rappers and moldy things
Tastes just like a chicken wing, found some paint and now huffing
Huff some paint and now we genius
Divide it by the square root of pie, that's my penis

Thank god these girls are fertile, thank god I'm f*ckin' hung
Get locked in bitches subconscious they call me Carl Jung
Apple juice, juice boxes, the taste so good I cum
After I poo poo audit my taxes then I run
Hunt e-girls like deer, mad max style Joe Rogan
Drink non-alcoholic beer, cause Jesus Christ has spoken

I don't need no bitch I got VR
Sex with lifeless strange girls and then I cry in my car
Hack all your computers until I'm the za
My dick is like a fish stick, sour tar tar
I'm like an empty prison I got way too much bars
I got master blaster straight out of fiction like Hastur
Take your girl to Jack Astors and then I pee in the pasta
I just me I'm just faster, beat Sonic Star Wars and Mazda
In a race to see who's the biggest bestest spell caster

See you on the street better run like Usain
Run like I'm a AIDS patient, run like you're my slave
I'm so jacked it's scary bitch I'm looking like bane
But I can't even find my muscles underneath all of these veins
Shooting EZT and venom, got a massive throbbing brain
But I'm 5 foot 10, so I guess it's all the same.

Hey baby what you smell like, what you smelling like today baby, let me smell you baby
I'm all up on that Q shit
Bomb shelter, porn mags (Q shit)
Senators tell me not do shit (DJ Jelq)
I tell em open up that mailbox
There's flesh light filled with fertilizer, and shit rock (Cut yo dick off)
Bitch you better act quick, before you know it
Life is over and you spent all your time jerking off and never got longer
You should have started jelking, you stupid ass bitch (DJ Jelq)

To all the people that told me I couldn't be shit, and to all the girlfriends that left me
All the girlfriends that lied and said I hit them and raped them
And to all the kids that said I bullied them in school but really they was bullying me
And they said that I was like gay and stuff
Yo, f*ck you
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English

Peanut butta toe tagging
Hoes know I'm body baggin
Buddhist monk, blowing vapes
Blowing clouds up into space
Found all the secrets I wasn't supposed to find
My brain feels funny cause the 5G on my mind
I know who owns the banks, I know who runs the news
And guess what, it's me bitch
Not the f*ckin' jews
Hug and kiss my girls because I love them like my homies
Operation re population dick bald like Moby

Diggin' in the dumpster, a burger king hunter
That looks like onion ring, candy rappers and moldy things
Tastes just like a chicken wing, found some paint and now huffing
Huff some paint and now we genius
Divide it by the square root of pie, that's my penis

Thank god these girls are fertile, thank god I'm f*ckin' hung
Get locked in bitches subconscious they call me Carl Jung
Apple juice, juice boxes, the taste so good I cum
After I poo poo audit my taxes then I run
Hunt e-girls like deer, mad max style Joe Rogan
Drink non-alcoholic beer, cause Jesus Christ has spoken

I don't need no bitch I got VR
Sex with lifeless strange girls and then I cry in my car
Hack all your computers until I'm the za
My dick is like a fish stick, sour tar tar
I'm like an empty prison I got way too much bars
I got master blaster straight out of fiction like Hastur
Take your girl to Jack Astors and then I pee in the pasta
I just me I'm just faster, beat Sonic Star Wars and Mazda
In a race to see who's the biggest bestest spell caster

See you on the street better run like Usain
Run like I'm a AIDS patient, run like you're my slave
I'm so jacked it's scary bitch I'm looking like bane
But I can't even find my muscles underneath all of these veins
Shooting EZT and venom, got a massive throbbing brain
But I'm 5 foot 10, so I guess it's all the same.

Hey baby what you smell like, what you smelling like today baby, let me smell you baby
I'm all up on that Q shit
Bomb shelter, porn mags (Q shit)
Senators tell me not do shit (DJ Jelq)
I tell em open up that mailbox
There's flesh light filled with fertilizer, and shit rock (Cut yo dick off)
Bitch you better act quick, before you know it
Life is over and you spent all your time jerking off and never got longer
You should have started jelking, you stupid ass bitch (DJ Jelq)

To all the people that told me I couldn't be shit, and to all the girlfriends that left me
All the girlfriends that lied and said I hit them and raped them
And to all the kids that said I bullied them in school but really they was bullying me
And they said that I was like gay and stuff
Yo, f*ck you
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Writer: DJ Jelq, LL Prophet, Peanut Smooth
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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