Lyrics:

Intro:

Al Capone, I run my own. 
You ain’t safe, no Auto Zone.
Home Alone, more booby than a honey trap
I got my…

Hook:

Tommy tuck. Tommy, Tommy, Tommy tuck.
Tommy tuck. Tommy, Tommy, Tommy tuck.
Tommy tuck. Tommy, Tommy, Tommy tuck.
Tommy tuck. Tommy, Tommy, Tommy tuck.

Verse:

On the streets, they call me Captain Freaky. (Captain Freaky)
Fire in your brain, and I’ll leave ya squeaking. (Like a chipmunk)
Gold lowriders, spiked tires with the pistol pistons.
When I shoot my shot, I spray and pray all the Misses.

Hook:

Tommy tuck. Tommy, Tommy, Tommy tuck.
Tommy tuck. Tommy, Tommy, Tommy tuck.
Tommy tuck. Tommy, Tommy, Tommy tuck.
Tommy tuck. Tommy, Tommy, Tommy tuck.

Outro:

Ay, ay, ay we want a gangbang.
Ay, ay, ay we want to run a train.
Captain Freaky freaking out and getting leaky.
Captain Freaky geeking out from all these ladies.
		(getting off from all these women)


Captain Freaky

Lyrics:

Verse 1:

Thigh highs, skirt tight. 
I need a twink to throw it back all night.
I need a man who’ll act just like a wife.
Cook and clean and knife away the sinking delights
of my depression. Fear in my imagination,
my recollections full of hatred of the past me.
Sucking loose philosophy. I’m not the man I used to be,
I’m not the man I used to be, I’m not the man I used to be.

Verse 2:

Sexual connections replacing emotional awareness.
Could be honest, but in all fairness, I’m scared of acceptance
or the lack thereof. Finding fault in myself that I cannot shove away
Why can’t you stay? At least for the day. When I think it’s too late,
when I see your new bae, I just say, “What’s good, mane?”
As I grow older, I grow lonely. I will probably die alone.
But if you at least stick with me, I can lie clearly
and say that my life has meaning of its own, femboy.

Femboy Fantasy

Lyrics:

Verse 1:

Dragon deez, dog Pyrenees.
Pair of knees splayed out that Mozambique. 
Shawty needs a shot that’s hot baby,
cocked lately. Mercedes moaning
like a crone cranking my Sagan.
Planets shaking. Spyro baking. Horns aching. 
Amalgamation of dalmatians.
Lord of all creation. Loyal to no nation.
Huh, what the hell am I saying?

Verse 2:

I really want mommy milk. 
I really love mommy milkers.
I love to suck on them.
Motorboat my ugly face.
Mommy milkers, mommy milkers,
mommy milkers, mommy milkers!

Spyro Dragon Deez

Lyrics:

Verse 1:

Gyatt damn! 
Cannon with a six sage, rock solid limp mage.
Hit a third base, dungeon rage bait. 
Cage mates wanna tussle my muscle, 
Kris Kringle Tingle claps shingles.
Rock solid grilled teeth sliced snares.
Threadbare derriere. Billionaire, my high rules.
Hawk Tuah, my ring means nothin’ to ya.

Verse 2:

I won’t let you go, 
though I know the truth.
You’ve been sleeping around,
but I’m lost without you.

Gyattondorf

Lyrics:

Intro:

I got the sack, boy.
I got the hash, boy.
I got the racks, boy.
You ain’t got stacks, boy.
I got the sack, boy.
I got the hash, boy.
I got the racks, boy.
You ain’t got stacks, boy.

Bridge:

Talking to me like she want me to Flubber.
All out of rubbers, go buy me another.
Trippin’ on ego, I’m snorting the sequel.
Spreading her legs eagle for my Duolingo.

Hook:

Little Big Planet, she just wants her spit cream.
Little Big Planet, she just wants my mitts clean.

Verse:

Rats in the tank, hats off in the bank.
Fake dates, late rates, heart palpitates when she conversates. 
Always lying, but she good with her mouth though.
Hooked on the goose flesh smell of Gwyeneth Paltrow. 
Appomattox, ecstatic surrender for her black magic.
Automatic transactions on the daily.
Drowning in the cuff, no life raft for safety, love’s amazing.

Hook:

Little Big Planet, she just wants her spit cream.
Little Big Planet, she just wants my mitts clean.

Sucking on Some Takis

Lyrics:

Verse 1:

Strength of the bull.
Pops raised me, I ain’t a fool.	
I cannot lose. I am the glue.
I am the cement truck barreling down the freeway,
doing 85 ‘cause I need the loot. 
Foreman feeding his family and crew.
What you gonna do about me,
when I’m hammering her insides every week?
When I spin the block on repeat?
When all I see is black and have to live on instinct?
Even all my clones know to not step to me.
Even all my clones know to not step with me.

Verse 2:

Can’t sleep, I’ve been livin’ life peak.
She give it away, tight pink slink.
Way down, way down, way down way.
Can’t breathe, I’ve been smokin’ right G.
Take a hit if you want, but don’t puff please.
Way down, way down, way down way.

Guts Man

Lyrics:

Verse 1:

She come from Pallet Town. Ground and pound.
Slow down, take it easy. Face an easel, let me paint it.
I’m a master, Danish. I don’t speak your language.
Can’t hear nothing with your mouth stuffed, anyway.
Choking on Arbok; Mandalay. ¡Ándale! ¡Ándale!
Cat purring, All Mighty ain’t Noah’s Ark desk lower
than a microbe gopher-stained sofa. Brown Alola 
babe on the side like Entei ‘cause I ride MILFs,
Ash mom my Oak Treed. Bee stinged. 
Might Ring Around the Rosie. Settle down,
but never settle. Champ at 14, but I’m never sentimental.
Only matter gray matter splatter. 
Team Rocket, you know I’m always blasting!

Verse 2:

I really liked playing Pokémon when I was 4, when I was 13.
I still like playing Pokémon as an adult with no job.
Yeah, I am bum. Yeah, I have a Master’s.
But who will give me a job? No one.

Poke and Moan

Lyrics:

Hook:

I got a ratchet, her diamonds they clank.
Musk in the seat; marijuana. It stanks.
Strapped with a cannon tucked below my waist.
Either way, you’ll take it all to the face.
Biblical knowledge, I make her say Grace.
Backpacking homie, he towing the safe.
I toe the line. I mind what’s mine,
which is whatever whenever it’s time.

Verse:

Which is whatever whenever it’s time.
My slime rides in the grime for the grind.
My side chick neck thick while she slides.
My home dog’s paws fat from the tithes.
Coins in the purse go clank, clank, clank.
Worms in the earth can’t see nothing.
Making profit off these bodies, 
commodities, common sophistry. 

Hook:

I got a ratchet, her diamonds they clank.
Musk in the seat; marijuana. It stanks.
Strapped with a cannon tucked below my waist.
Either way, you’ll take it all to the face.
Biblical knowledge, I make her say Grace.
Backpacking homie, he towing the safe.
I toe the line. I mind what’s mine,
which is whatever whenever it’s time.

Hook:

I got a ratchet, her diamonds they clank.
Musk in the seat; marijuana. It stanks.
Strapped with a cannon tucked below my waist.
Either way, you’ll take it all to the face.
Biblical knowledge, I make her say Grace.
Backpacking homie, he towing the safe.
I toe the line. I mind what’s mine,
which is whatever whenever it’s time.

Mrs. Ratchet

Lyrics:

When I’m horny and I’m lonely, I need Sonic’s special hedged hog.
When I’m thirsty and I’m throbbing, I need Knuckles’ fist up my bum. 
Mr. Eggman can get some too. Make a robot for all my holes.
When I’m horny and I’m lonely, I need Sonic’s special hedged hog.
When I’m thirsty and I’m throbbing, I need Knuckles’ fist up my bum. 
Mr. Eggman can get some too. Make a robot for all my holes.

Sonic's Special Hedged Hog

Lyrics:

Hook:

Come with me, I’ll let you ride it.
But it might not fit inside ya.
Come with me, I’ll let you ride it.
But it might not fit inside ya.

Verse:

Thick boned Starboy, pirate sipping La Croix.
Lava at my feet, I got the Molly make her Blastoise.
My women mess with cannons. Blonde trick; Samus Aran.
Six foot tall, slender, more than six feet to deliver.
Rock hard, baby clench it. Ridley with the ransom.
Contraband in transit, Mother Brain romantic, spraying my Atlantic. 
I don’t speak tough ‘cause my crew moves in silence. 
Need no broads, I’m so broad the whole world’s my vagina.

Hook:

Come with me, I’ll let you ride it.
But it might not fit inside ya.
Come with me, I’ll let you ride it.
But it might not fit inside ya.

krAIDS Put Out

Lyrics:

Verse 1:

Booty call that yiffing stall. Hole in a wall, it’s criminal 
how minimal subliminal cylindrical enemas
tail maximum platinum after numbing perfection.
Protective erection inside smooth transmutative rectums.
I’m the instructor and conductor with lessons for ya.
Music to your ears composing a fursona. 
Bona fide fursuit costs four thousand dollars,
but you’ll make holla if you tighten up my collar.

Bridge:

I ain’t nothing but a star and a fox, bro.
Deep throating Captain Mcleod Hospital.
I ain’t nothing without my boy Falco.
New Groove with the blasters, killing that Kuzco.
I ain’t nothing but a star and a fox, bro.
I ain’t nothing but a star and a fox, bro.


Verse 2:

You think you know me?
I don’t even know myself.
Überdeath in poor health.
Spoils of war. Spoiled grapevine 
around my neck is the noose of fate. 
Imperialism, I capitulate.
I don’t want to, but I got to live for a living.
Children in the desert, they die for my pleasure.
Pots and pans and electricity.
Offline would mean the death of me.

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