Yung Fuego - NUMBER TWO

Yung Fuego
Toppa Q
Number two
You know I had to do it to 'em
Mami, controlate
Dale, controlate
No te cagues otra vez
What you did to me
If only you could see
What you and I could be
And now I can't believe
You can't control your poo
That booty stank, pee-yoo
Your shit split us in two
If you only knew
Baby, all the things I would do to you
If you could control your number two
Sorry, but I can't have you shit on me
Can't have your poopoo on my peepee
Poop in your pants, that's a UTI
That's why there won't be a you and I
Ate it from the back, got it in my eyes
That's one thing I can't fetishize
Sorry, but I won't change your diapers
Your poop's deadlier than a viper
Can't lie, told my boys that I liked ya
Before you shit yourself at the nightclub
Look, girl, it's obvious that you vibe with me
Lookin' in my eyes, smile and laugh when you ride with me
Thinkin' bout our future, I'd give you the world
That was all before I saw your incontinency
She farted on my dick and she shitted too
I looked down at my meat and I shouted, "ew"
Might be TMI, she covered it in poo
How'd my number one give me number two?
And now I'm thinkin' to myself, you did me wrong
Had to get shit off my chest and write a song
That shit's nasty as fuck, I cannot lie
This is a warning out to all the other guys
Baby, all the things I would do to you
If you could control your number two
Sorry, but I can't have you shit on me
Can't have your poopoo on my peepee
Poop in your pants, that's a UTI
That's why there won't be a you and I
Ate it from the back, got it in my eyes
That's one thing I can't fetishize
My girl, she was a hot piece
Until she dropped a hot piece
All over my cock piece
Now she in the hot seat
Her poopy panties stinky
Smudged up on my winky
Paint it like DaVinky
Got my eyes all pinky
On the beach, sunset in Cancún
You couldn't hold in your poo
You should've gone and used the loo
Cause now you and me ain't cool
The poop in the sand's congealing
That night was so revealing
Cause now you're not appealing
And now my head is reeling
Gone are days of erection
After you pooed in my direction
Couldn't beat that penile infection
Guess I should've used protection
Should've disclosed that dysentery
The bombs on my schlong was military
The nightmares I got are very scary
Your intestines are just incendiary
Baby, all the things I would do to you
If you could control your number two
Sorry, but I can't have you shit on me
Can't have your poopoo on my peepee
Poop in your pants, that's a UTI
That's why there won't be a you and I
Ate it from the back, got it in my eyes
That's one thing I can't fetishize
Yung Fuego
Toppa Q
Number two, ah

Written by:
Ishat Mahpans

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