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Lyrics to Bitch Dos Feet Tall (Formerly Bitch Two Feet Tall) : Yeah yeah Flip it, stick it And see your little butt Dont ask me why But girl youve got some thighs Lick my dick Stick it in your clit And scream holy shit From the way I move my hips Up and down Back and forth Right side up Ill poke you like a pitchfork Bitches gotta be real If youre synthetic Starting tomorrow youre balls come off Thats pathetic Here comes Jay To sex it up Yo Jay Come and bring me up Staring at the wall Bitch two feet tall Sucking on my balls I get a call Shes a slut Thats right Do it in her butt Put you in the oven With some stove top stuffing Brando says (Thats me) Go get some head So I fucked her face Until it was erased bitch Chorus Bitch two feet tall Jay fucked her face Against the wall (Its true) Bitch two feet tall He jized on her tits After all (Oh my) Bitch two feet tall Jay likes them young And tight inside (I do) Bitch two feet tall Hes got a honda Its quite the ride (Good times) Punch your face And kick your ass Put your ass In my mother fuckin back (No) Slit your throught Eat your children Have some cake And then I blow up a building Im a killer (Hes dangerous) I wish I had some Cause Im hungry (Hungry') Hungry as fuck Hungry as fuck Hungry as fuck (Hungry as fuck) J what you talking about Give me a shot Pass me a beer Or rip out some pot You think you were hungry I just smoked 6 bowls My stomach is yearning For some cinnimon rolls (Mmm mmm) Fuck that shit I just want to drink Fuck some hos And smoke some reef But that fucking bitch Thats dos feet tall Stoled all of my money And spent it at the mall Yo Brando Why you gotta playa hate like that She took your money So what the fucks wrong with that You like to floor So do I So lets drink some 40s And make it to the sky Edward scizzorhands With the 40Ds Beamers like that Like a bag of trees Sexual J comes up With the arbor mist K-money coming in With a vodka twist Brandos all pissed Cause he ate and gained blitz Fuck you More fucking tits At least I didnt get My dick sucked by The dos feet tall Bitch up against the wall Chorus Oh Oh (Bitch) Oh Oh Oh (Public Ed) Oh Oh (Darn) Oh Oh Oh (J loves it) Oh Oh (Wigga wigga wigga) Oh Oh Oh (Wigga what') Uh uh oh uh uh uh uh oh (Wigga wigga wigga wigga what') Oh [ Bitch Dos Feet Tall (Formerly Bitch Two Feet Tall) Lyrics ]
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