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WIENER DOLLAR$
- //Chorus//
- If if if I had a dollar for each wiener in my butt (In my butt)
- Guess what?
- I'd prolly have a whole lot of dollars
- With all due respect, sir, don’t mean offense (Uh uh)
- Just need you to understand
- I want your son, not your daughter (I want your son)
- Big buff dude, he be packing big meat (Ay)
- Wouldn't need to get on knees if he was any taller (No, no, no, no)
- Ladies and gents, actually, just gents
- Budududu, bwoam, FaceTime, just holler at me
- //Verse 1//
- Big fat butt (Ay) with some big fat meat (Uh huh)
- I got some big fat nuts that can big fat swing (Big nuts, ay)
- I say go ahead and cheat, 'long as they meet me (Hahaha)
- Not talking defense whеn I give good D (Let’s go)
- Forget a friеnd zone (Oh), we in the men zone (Oh)
- Start geeking when I see two men bone (Yes I do)
- If his butt round (What?), he can get flown (Aye)
- But I'mma fly him back if the head blows (Facts)
- Y'all be hating on the butt, but I be calling it dinner (Yuh)
- I be striking and grappling like I'm Condom McGregor
- You better post pics of booty if I follow on Twitter (What)
- I guess I mean "X", bro, just show me your titters (Titters)
- //Pre Chorus//
- My cake well rounded like Shohei Ohtani
- In the splash zone of the dude tsunami
- I be diving in his booty like a kamikaze
- Steady folding up his body like it's origami (Ay, ay, ay)
- //Chorus//
- If if if I had a dollar for each wiener in my butt (In my butt)
- Guess what?
- I'd prolly have a whole lot of dollars
- With all due respect, sir, don’t mean offense (Uh uh)
- Just need you to understand
- I want your son, not your daughter (I want your son)
- Big buff dude, he be packing big meat (Ay)
- Wouldn't need to get on knees if he was any taller (No, no, no, no)
- Ladies and gents, actually, just gents
- Budududu, bwoam, FaceTime, just holler at me
- //Bridge//
- One thousand two hundred and ninety eight?
- Yup
- One thousand two hundred and ninety nine?
- Should be one more
- Thirteen hundred?!
- //Verse 2//
- If what Lil_Stain said is true, then I got thirteen hundred dollars in my cake
- But that’s rookie numbers
- Keeping my shit clean, there ain’t no dookie butter
- Man, it's penis gang, bitch, we ain’t fucking with no coochie lovers
- I get up in a male box like an envelope
- That shit made me ba rock, dick black like Obama, bro
- Hawk tuah, come spit on this thing like you Hailey Welch
- Jam it in your throat until you choke, let out your daily belch
- Spank him with my meat, it's like a belt, and I'm gon' make him welt
- He said I got good wood, like, how you think that made me felt?
- That shit made me tear up because he said such a thing
- I’mma blow his booty down like Hurricane Helene
- If you tryna get that butt, then come and join on my team
- Hook my dick inside his butt, it got me looking like Kareem
- I'mma speed through his booty like I didn't see the stop sign
- Lilcumstain be eating on that cake like it's Popeyes
- Who the best cheek clapper in the game? Better not lie
- Before I shoot my pipe in your eyes
- Had to find a new nigga with a butt that's a little bigger
- I couldn't fuck my last dude, he was a brittle nigger
- I had to do a hole test with my middle finger
- Hit him from the back and then I take him out for chicken liver
- //Chorus//
- If if if I had a dollar for each wiener in my butt (In my butt)
- Guess what?
- I'd prolly have a whole lot of dollars
- With all due respect, sir, don’t mean offense (Uh uh)
- Just need you to understand
- I want your son, not your daughter (I want your son)
- Big buff dude, he be packing big meat (Ay)
- Wouldn't need to get on knees if he was any taller (No, no, no, no)
- Ladies and gents, actually, just gents
- Budududu, bwoam, FaceTime, just holler at me
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