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lilcockpump - pigs lyrics

[chorus: lilc_ckpump]
pigs, pigs, pigs, pigs
pigs, pigs, pigs, pigs
pigs, pigs, pigs, pigs
pigs, pigs, pigs, pigs

[post_chorus: lilc_ckpump]
b_tch, i play the pigs, f_ck what you said
you can’t play no pigs you ain’t livin’, you is dead
you a fake pig play
i’m a f_ckin’ real play
do this sh_t all day
i can play the pigs for days

[verse 1: lilc_ckpump]
you don’t like me, that’s okay
i never asked to be this way
this really just be who i am
i really be that f_ckin’ man
i do this sh_t, like look, no hands
been makin’ moves, collectin’ bands
now i got a bunch of money piled up, i moved to france
move the ice and leave this place
hit up elon, move to sp_ce
i’m blastin’ off without a trace
i’m speedin’ on this paper chase
movin’ quick, like dog nails
back and forth, like dog tails
i’ll be the wind in your sails
i’ll pick you up, i’ll guide you there
[chorus: lilc_ckpump]
pigs, pigs, pigs, pigs
pigs, pigs, pigs, pigs
pigs, pigs, pigs, pigs
pigs, pigs, pigs, pigs

[post_chorus: lilc_ckpump]
b_tch, i play the pigs, f_ck what you said
you can’t play no pigs you ain’t livin’, you is dead
you a fake pig play
i’m a f_ckin’ real play
do this sh_t all day
i can play the pigs for days

[verse 2: london yellow]
big ol’ pig in the oven
put my glove in, take it out
then feed my whole family
bac_bacon on your plate, whole bunch of sausage
why is you mad at me?
treat me like garbage, [?]
pig food, i’m in the pig pen doin’ what pigs do
rollin’ around in my own filth, how ’bout you?
i would go outside but the piggies might shoot me up
or stomp my f_ckin’ neck into the ground until i shut up
n_gga, i’ma cut up
doin’ dumb sh_t ’til i get that f_ckin’ bread and the b_tter
n_ggas call me “n_ggers”
whites call me “brotha”
i don’t know no asians, but i’ll f_ck your asian mother
my whole d_mn career is a pig shaped pinata filled with maggots and bad words like “f_ck,” “n_gga,” “ass” and “f_ggot”
any other way, probably wouldn’t wanna have it
y’all be signing souls to labels, i be doing n_gga magic
[pre_chorus: lilc_ckpump]
b_tch, i play the pigs, f_ck what you said
you can’t play no pigs you ain’t livin’, you is dead
you a fake pig play
i’m a f_ckin’ real play
do this sh_t all day
i can play the pigs for days

[chorus: lilc_ckpump]
pigs, pigs, pigs, pigs
pigs, pigs, pigs, pigs
pigs, pigs, pigs, pigs
pigs, pigs, pigs, pigs

[verse 3: lilc_ckpump]
hey piggy wiggys, come look, yeah, gather ’round
don’t ask me what i’m doin’ and don’t ask me put this gun down
i’m ’bout to get sh_t happenin’, like real fast
and really rare, like read dads
i pull that trigger, hear that blast?
blot, blot, blot
another piggy down, you hear that plop?
i fried him up, like pork chops
i’m trippin’ like it would stop, but
no stoppin’ me, another piggy lost to sea
i’m sailin’ through this life of lies
am i the only one who sees?
[outro: london yellow & lilc_ckpump]
yo’, f_ck you pigs
i love pigs, though, they’re squishy
and i don’t really eat pork chops, but sometimes you just gotta say “f_ck what i don’t do” and do it, you know, i don’t f_ckin’ know
is that motivational?
pigs, pigs
pigs, pigs, pigs

- lilcockpump lyrics

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