Chords for PINK GUY - RICE BALLS

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_ [Ab] Welcome to the territome, the upper echelon
[G] Investing on these large balls
I got these [Eb] pussy bitches wailing like the [D] Japanese
Killer whales, [Abm] humpbacks
And these narwhals, I'm just trying to strangle [Eb] These fuckers
I'm just trying to strangle these fuckers
[D] I'm just trying to strangle [G] these
This is the beat blop, you make the beat blop
Breathing more cushion than the seat guy
So [Gm] we got the beat dropping
Harder than your son's balls at 12 knots
And mention that we harder than Viagra with the [Ab] big cock
I'll fuck you in the mouth again
I'll let you [Eb] know that I'm a skit
So I be hearing shit
So don't be fucking me cause bet [D] your ass I'm hearing it
When I get done [Eb] with you I make sure that [E] you're celibate And aww
Fuck you dog, smack 18
And I'll fuck you with a radiator [D] pipe Ha
_ _ I'm a fucking nuisance with different types [Ab] of abuses
I'm running up in the premises
Helping you tie your [Ab] nooses
Cause all of you fucks are clueless and do not know how [F] to do this
I act retarded on [E] stage and then put my fingers in pussies Like [G] oh
_ _ _ [E] Like oh _
_ _ [Em] _ Oh
[Abm] _ _ _
[Ab] Oh Yeah
_ [Eb] _ [D] I fuck around for money like a cam whore
[G] Jerk it to my titties, pop it off [Eb] on some gay shit
[G] I fight your dad in the parking lots [Eb] And or
Beat their fucking teeth cause they raise shit
You sound like
I never respect my kids and I raised a piece of shit
And I drown my kids off at [G] soccer practice every Tuesday
Ugh, this is for the folks that be dead inside
Mini golf champion
You got no drive player
Fuck boys [Bbm] treat my dick like a [G] trampoline
I only work with paper like a fax machine Uh
I'm on the car's hood screaming like a mammal
Ripping through the flannel, burn on ass on my [Ab] chest with the camels
I'm here to be an act
Not a role model
Don't be fucking crying when I'm smashing your kid [Eb] with a bottle
I'm just chilling making rice balls Air day
I'm a simple man, [Ab] I don't need a microwave
[G] _ I don't need a microwave
_ [Ab] I don't need a [G] microwave _ _
I don't need a microwave
_ I don't need a microwave
[Eb] I don't need a microwave
I don't need a microwave
Cause I'm already heated
That's not funny
_ [D] We want real [Eb] music
We want real [Ab] music
We want Josh's [D] music
Bro, I didn't [Eb] even know real and fake music existed
I mean, I think it's like your fault for
Putting that shit into categories
Cause like, music is music
You don't think this [D] is real music that's your [G] problem
Like, who says I can't drop shit while
Making a culinary
Funny video at the same time
You know, whatever man
It's your boy Pink Guy, Pink Omega
Whatever the fuck [Ab] you want to call me, I don't give a [G] fuck
Coming at you again
[Eb] Still doing that wacky crazy shit, bro
Ain't nothing changed
So, see you next time _ _ _
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