QUEEF STEW Songtext
von QUEEF JERKY

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(QUEEF JERKY)

Yeah, copy paste it
Yeah, belly button, can I taste it?
In my ball-ball-ball-ball, samic (Yeah, yeah)
Dip my balls in your vomit
Only watch homegrown Simpsons stuff when
I only watch HDTV when I got
No one to hold

Gon′ take your mum to the lake
Gon' take your mum to the lake
And then I take off her arms and legs (at the lake)
Yeah, then I dump them in the ground
Yeah, and then she doesn′t make a sound


Ay, ten feet deep in addition to the ground, yeah
I made her snug, I ain't even heard a sound, yeah
Andy pitchin' quick when he hits the mound
It′s so loud, it′s profound, always sneakin' in the crowd, shit

Have you ever seen a cat hunt a mouse?
And he′s getting really happy as he runs around the house
I could play the same game in your bed with your spouse
When I'm rocking QUEEF JERKY I get perky and I pounce
Yeah, Imma chop your balls and I′ll nail 'em to the wall, centerpiece
Now you′re crying, I can hear you down the hall on your knees
Yeah, Imma chop your balls and I'll nail 'em to the wall, centerpiece
Now you′re crying, I can hear you down the hall on your knees

Nicky and D, come to the scene when I′m shitting on the beat
Beating the meat, spitting the seed, when I tell you I'm a freak
Would you say that if I kissed you on the face, man?
Would you say that if I bought you some new Ray-Bans?
They voted me the most generous in the city
I wish I saw Ellen DeGeneres so pretty
I wish that GAP finally sold pants that would fit me
I say goo goo ga ga baby girl, why don′t you sip me?


Dev just pulled up with the chicken noodle Popsicle (yeah)
Hold that in my cup, yeah, this smoothie is tropical
Took the wock to Narnia, now I'm smoking chronicle (let′s go Riley!)
They root for me like follicle
Imagine Dragons
J.R.R Tolkien imagined Baggins (he did)
Got a huge ass, yeah I'm dragging wagon (big ass)
I just bought the cave that Bin Laden sat in (god damn)
Lord of the Rings, I′m a hoarder of things (yeah)
I'm getting kinda hungry I might order some wings
I just saw your mum and I told her some things (yeah)
Next time I saw her I sold her some things

God damn it, told you Diggy only plays in prime time
R.I.P Regis, yeah I think I need a lifeline
Can't respect the law cause you know I think that crime′s fine
Justin Long, will you please be a guest on HIVEMIND?

(Uh, yeah, gotta blow a load)
(Grab a tissue from the box, yeah I might explode)
(Hot hot hot hot, on a roll)
(Who shit the bed? I don′t know)
Uh, yeah, gotta blow a load
Grab a tissue from the box, yeah I might explode
Hot hot hot hot, on a roll
Who shit the bed? I don't know

Yeah I shit the bed, but I was just playing though (facts)
It′s just a joke, why you actin' like it′s so gross? (ew)
You probably sittin' on the toilet on your fuckin′ phone (haha)
I innovate, I poop while driving on the fuckin' road (that's true)
I′ll make it stanky, make it hot like a pizza roll (nasty)
And when it comes to my shit I′m the general (salute)
And your mum she says she like it I can't stop her bro
She a freak for this shit, ain′t no pun intended (ayooo)
(Was that too far?)

Yeah, it's nasty
But I bet you′d rather that than have her call me daddy (daddy)
This your mom we're talkin′ 'bout
Perhaps her name is Nancy or Francine
And maybe she likes dancing at night when the sun down
Imma score a touchdown
She gon' call me over like a waiter when the table needs a bust down
Now I gotta slow down
I really like your mum but she queefs when I come round
It′s a real condition you can WebMD it
They got a lot of photos if you wanna see it (for real?)
And if you take a picture, doctors will ID it (for real?)
Queef confirmed, tables turned
Lessons learned, I guarantee it (ohhh)

Yo, I got problems too
Binging TV with the women who I′m talking to
I got handouts for men who got a Glock or two
You got the print on your pants just like a cock I knew
You got a fade just like a motherfucking cockatoo, bitch (ohhh)
(Queef confirmed!)

The wheels on the bus go round and round
Gravy's mom in my sheets going round for round
Patty cake, Patty′s cake, clap it around
When her husband's not home she gets dicked down
(Waaaaaa) That′s the sound of Mario
(Urgh) Chris Pratt is Mario
Nick smacked Andy's back, give a dog a bone (Waaaaaa)

Stuff you wouldn′t expect (no I wouldn't)
Dream's face reveal on Nintendo Direct
Wait, gotta check
Drake Bell not invited to wedding of Josh Peck

Queef′s back in and I′m the motherfucking side piece
Shitting and pissing and cumming, don't fucking remind me
Eat some shit for breakfast, yeah she know she got that ass ate
Waiting for Nick at night, bitch I stay up late
Got a bad bitch, triangle boobies she look like Lara Croft
Ghosts, ghouls and goblins are some things that I′m scared of
Nick's got the queefs and Andy′s got the cheddar
If you say you'll do it better you get hit with the Beretta, man
Mask off coughing on a bitch like I′m Dream
Go eat shots out her ass he in me
Piss is stored in the balls not the peen
Going to Chipotle and you'd better hold the beans

Yar!
Would you even fuck with a lisp? (babababow)
Would you even fuck on a witch? (ahahaha)
Can you say you'll kill Joe Biden? (SODA!)
Oughta put your name on a list (ya)
Oughta slap a freak with some freckles (freckles)
Bitch I′m playing chess, you are checkers
Everyday you think about my pecker (ya)
I could punch a kid for a week, uh
I would punch my kid for a steed, (Huh!)
Got a horse with a mane I′m a freak, (Uh!)
I sell out for the fame, I'm a freak, (Huh!)
Throwin′ pizza crust out, I'm a freak, (Uh!)
I would punch my kid for a steed, (Huh!)
Got a horse with a mane I′m a freak, (Uh!)
I sell out for fame, I'm a freak, (Huh!)
Throwin′ pizza crust out, I'm a freak

Yo, so this ProdByZAQQ bro
This song goes out to any of the motherfucka' out there
Who′s ever been up in the sheets with his girl
And she done queef all up on the beef
Call that a
QUEEF JERKY

I remember having beef with my shawty
But if she don′t jerk me she pass me herpes
I've been smarter I would not queef all upon ye
So now Imma have to call that QUEEF JERKY
Yeah I think I done dropped my beat for the table
Six months later look what the fuck is lurking
Jesus Christ
What the fuck is that?
That′s my QUEEF JERKY bruh don't - you don′t wanna do that

Every time I go to fill my bed
She go to lunch with that
Matter of fact, Ice Spice that Queef on it
She done Queefed up in my coffee
But fuck it bitch
Imma' still take a sip (what the fuck)
You know I can′t spit fast, I spit this shit slow
Chilling out here with Nick, if you cringe then you smoke
Got that Glock on my hip ain't no need to reload
When I pulled out my QUEEF JERKY steed they like ohhh no

Lord of the Rings, I'm a hoarder of things
I′m getting kinda hungry I might order some wings
I just saw your mom and I told her some things
Next time I saw her I sold her some things
Lord of the Rings, I′m a hoarder of things
I'm getting kinda hungry I might order some wings
I just saw your mom and I told her some things
Next time I saw her I sold her some things