Interlude: The Suspicious Case of George Bush Lyrics – Ambidextrous Gay Fellas
Singer: Ambidextrous Gay Fellas
Title: Interlude: The Suspicious Case of George Bush
Yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, uhm, yeah, yeah
Pull up to that b#tch with my tribal turtle
Pull up to that b#tch, c#m in her mouth and she gurgles
Pull up to that b#tch and she has lost her marbles
Uhm, ayy
Pull up to that b#tch and i f#ck her so good i make her infertile
I hop all the time, i hop over hurdles
Ayy, ayy, ayy
b#tch so stupid she can’t even draw a f#ckin’ circle
I stepped on the road and i stepped on a gerbil
I go to the- the
I go to the glitter and that sh#t sparkles
Pull up to your b#tch, i scare her, she startles
I pull up to this pеrson i know, she has a fear of the color purplе
Ayy, i hadn’t died yet, i think i may be immortal, i think
I think, i think
I think since you hadn’t died yet, you are immortal
That’s not 〈.?.〉
That’s how it works
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Pull up to your b#tch and i assault her with eggs
Pull up to your b#tch, use a bandsaw to chop off her legs
Pull up and-
Pull up to the estate, i’m takin’ heads
Pull up to the cash machine, i count my bread, ayy, ayy, ayy
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