Freericky - Giddy Up

David Blaine in my lane
All my bitches from Mars
Never want to be famous
I don't want friends just want cars
Gotta bag of da runts
You smoke n suddenly dunce
I'm goin' long with my punts
Got nothin' wrong wit my funds
Like a white girl with puns
I'll Booker like I'm the suns
At the edge and I lunge
Drip like a Bob made of sponge
On yo knees open wide
Like you bobbing for apples
Grip gripped Giddy up!
When I'm up on the saddle

Giddy up giddy up
Throw yo fuckin city up!
Giddy up giddy up
Bout to pick my biddy up!
Giddy up giddy up
Bounce them big old tiddies up!
Giddy up giddy up
She suck me like a sippy cup!

Feel a titty for a lump
I'm nutty like a Klump
Can't read I'm Lil Pump
Fuck Pence and fuck Trump
Fuck Mitch and the misses
Fuck a bitch with no kisses
Shorty say my dick delicious
Call me Sid cuz I'm vicious!
Charlie Sheen when I'm winnin'
This gin has done got me spinnin'
So girl just drop that lemon!
Got drip just like I'm swimmin'!
Aye Whoa Nelly!
Girl got meat like a deli!
Hey Kelly hit my telly
If you want me in yo belly

Giddy up giddy up
Throw yo fuckin city up!
Giddy up giddy up
Bout to pick my biddy up!
Giddy up giddy up
Bounce them big old tiddies up!
Giddy up giddy up
She suck me like a sippy cup!

Written by:
Twan McDaniels

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