Sushi Lyrics – Spring Salmon
Singer: Spring Salmon
Title: Sushi
Still at it
I’m like a plate of motherf#ckin’ barbecued ribs y’all
Cause baby back!
Yeah, you better hide your girl because salmon’s in season
I’m coming in fresh from the midwest region
Little salt, little spice, yeah this salmon’s well-seasoned
Call me sushi cause this salmon’s on a roll (jeffrey ?)
I got beats so sick, you would think it’s flu season
Flow so smooth, you could call me dijon
Got room for your girl to ride, like a nissan
Don’t be surprised if your girl gets taken (liam neeson!)
Pull your chick, it’d be easy as an easy breather
I got her feeding me like she feed the parking meter
My dick’s in double digits, hope you get the chance to meet him
Don’t know how many inches, i measure in centimeters!
My p#n#s speaks 9 languages
My p#n#s does sign language
Cause my p#n#s smells like kale
My p#n#s has braille!
Uh, dude, i think you should really get that checked out…
I be dressing real fine, you could call me balsamic
I can’t sit to sh#t cause i hit my huge balls on it
Salmon’s raps are crisp cause this fish is always getting fried
Salmon’s at the playground cause i’m always tryna slide
Girls can’t resist me like i’m a chick-flick
I’m always on their lips like a tube of lipstick
Changing the music game like i’m freaking will (?)
Steal your girl when i pull up on a motherf#ckin’ ripstik! (ohhh shiett)
My bars flow like a bar graph, just call me statistics
I’ll do a quickie anytime, just tell me the logistics
In your girl’s business like a jehovah’s witness
Knockin’ at your door for a word with her cl#t#r#s
Just piped some white mom (deborah!), she said that sex was neat-o
She was looking for that fish (mmmmm, finding nemo)
You know salmon eat the booty like a chipotle burrito
I may not be plankton, but i’m still a bottom-feeder
You know salmon’s getting lucky like a four-leaf clover
You know salmon’s getting dirty like a f#cking bulldozer
You know salmon’s getting experimental like the mar’s rover
You know salmon’s got a fist up his #ss like he’s grover (what?!)
Who needs tissues when you’re this badass?
When i start to cry i wipe my eyes with my cash!
Producing less waste and doing it with class
f#ck the middleman, i jerk off straight into the trash
I made this sh#t since day one (diaper’s poopy)
Always recording sh#t (bathroom camera security)
I was destined for this sh#t (call of duty)
Yeah i’m the source of all this sh#t (booty!)
Made it on my own salmon swimming upstream
But now i’m living all your fantasies, i don’t even need to dream
Your girl’s eyes are wandering my way, yeah i see them
I may not speak latin, but i’ll still carpe-her-diems
If you see me coming at you, you better be warned
I’m a tutor in the streets, a methodist on the courts
It’s in my genes, and it’s in my jorts
And my dick is like security at an airport
Yeah, it gets longer on special occasions…
And you’re not allowed to bring more than 3 ounces of fluids when we’re having relations
And you have to take off your shoes to go through it (foot guy)
Yeah, and no one enjoys doing it…
Someone get a doctor while i’m dropping all these sick grooves
Y’all haters acting like male strippers because you make a lot of dick moves
I put the salmon in salmonella cause salmon’s bars are ill
I put the fish into fishing cause salmon’s got holes to fill
I put the fish in self-sufficient, i give myself oral sex
Yeah i know i’m flexible, you could say “weird flex”
I put the p#n#s in happiness, and in your girl’s texts
I put the fish in coefficient because i’m right next to your ex (white rapper)
You could say salmon’s a fish out of water, but i get so many “damn”s you would think i’m an otter (damn)
Y’all eating up these bars, just like they were clif bars
I’m not a big red dog, but i raise the roof like i’m clifford
Whole crew’s always eating, you could say i’m a foodie
Between my beats and my greens, you know my salads a beauty
I’m so f#cking fresh whole farmer’s market wants to screw me
Getting head at jamba juice because i’m smoother than a smoothie (berry blast)
The rap game’s a dog house and i’m snoopy
Cause i’m chilling on top, staying bougie
Yeah i got those tunes, but i ain’t looney
In the stu, making stew so wet it’s getting soupy
I’m italian, i was born to make straight sauce
When you hear these bars it’ll change you, like weight loss
Finest in the game, just call me voss
Your flow not as clean as mine? b#tch probably because you don’t floss! (god damn!)
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