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otaga - gongo lyrics
searching for my muse (yeah)
im the good news (what)
kinda fella make you wanna dance to the blues (okay)
kinda fella make you question if the sky blue (yeah)
silly hicky riding up your neck like a noose
god d_mn god d_mn man, i don’t even know i want it (what)
cherry blossom girls blow my head up like a comet
hailey looking cute (yeah)
wanna get her number (what)
if shes got that boot (okay)
wanna get her number
all these red questions got my head d_mn spinning
feeling like a beyblade when i bump in em
mask off, jerk off, man i don’t even win em (what)
im just here for fun yeah, im just here to spin em (okay)
luffy used one piece, naruto kissed sasuke
goku’s a god now, where’s aizen bankai?
jar jars a sith lord (what), baam opens top floor (what)
ash won the league yo (what), gon finds ginger (okay)
everybody asking
why im really fasting
d_mn im really hungry
that’s the first thing that you ask me?
pass me the ginger
yeah i wanna rub it on me like a marinade of fun
lets start our own company
hailey looking cute
wanna get her number (what)
if shes got that boot yeah
wanna get her number
i don’t really know yet what i want from her (yeah)
im just here for fun yeah or im goner
hoping she can fill my heart with love or im a
goner, f_ck
$13 nearly stopped this d_mn song
jetstar upped their game now lets have fun
mac and cheese left me a little gassy (what)
met layla yesterday, d_mn she sassy (okay)
homes own fire, but not for sale
seasoned comrades, gold for gale
24 carrots make rudolph a whale
santas chunky and a little d_mn pale, yeah
blood loss draining his cheeks like a k_mquat
come squat in the cum cot with the cum bot
crusty ass socks, mr krabs with the bun lock
sandys cheeks clapping hard, sponge dock in the sponge frock (yeah)
tote bag, easter shows and coat mags
eyes on the road helps avoid those throat tags
fat sags in water, a cacophony of moats (what)
our country was built of a rapists boat
(gongo)
(gongo)
(gongo)
(gongo)
(gongo) born in bankstown, raised in the shire
i don’t give a f_ck if you think im a liar
goon sacks lining my streets like fliers
tim tams and fairy bread light my
(gongo) snags on the grill sizzle like the cicadas
chilling at cronulla with my pina coladas
why the f_ck would i wanna go to grenada
when im here in gods country chilling with my mada
can’t grow a mullet, but i’m still bl__dy cooked
got the books and the looks to get the looks from
ya missus (what)
shoot then i score, get the root from ya missus and the kisses that’ll come from them masses of the p_ss ants (what)
not happy jan cause the man in j_pan
is the man with the spam of corona
my sharona
our corona
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