west country

Oh! Tyler! (Shit, he's on fire!) God-damn it! (He's on fire!) Tyler, you're on fire! God-damn I ain't got no dick, sold my dick to kids When I f*ck my wife, I put my balls in her lips When I shit, I skid, my next-door neighbour's called "Ned" I ain't got no head 'cause I sold my dick When I spit, it's sick, but I don't rap, I sing Got an Asian friend; his name is "Ying" He's the Ying to my Yang, I can't whip out my wang 'Cause I sold my dick to a group of kids (God-damn i) I ain't got no dick, sold my dick to kids When I f*ck my wife, I put my balls in her lips When I shit, I skid, my next-door neighbour's called "Ned" I ain't got no head 'cause I sold my dick I miss the old Turkey, set on it's goals Turkey The "Suck my dick" Turkey, the "Rape my kids" Turkey I hate the free Turkey, the lgp Turkey The Charlie Clea' Turkey, the "Fucking yeet" Turkey Connor invented Turkey, there wasn't any turkeys And now I have orgies with so many turkeys And now I hate turkeys and now I rape turkeys Man, f*ck Turkey 'cause, now, I hate turkeys I used to love Turkey, I used to love Turkey I even had the white sticker, I thought I was turkey Imagine if Turkey wrote a song about fucking turkeys Man, that be so Turkey, man, that be so Turkey I miss the old Turkey, set on it's goals Turkey The "Suck my dick" Turkey, the "Rape my kids" Turkey I hate the free Turkey, the lgp Turkey The Charlie Clea' Turkey, the "Fucking yeet" Turkey You're on fire!