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American Dead Cross - Vans Slides Lyrics

[Intro: American Dead Cross]
Alright there folks you’re tuned into 95.9
D-D-D-D-D-Deafpigs
Oh that’s a nice porch that you bought
Oh, I think it’s a good day to mow the lawn
Oh honey I love your side of the fence (Can’t wait to eat this unseasoned meat)
Oh my I think I’m gonna [?] (Have you taken the kids to soccer practice?)
Um, how do you [?] my credit score?
I’m cheating on my wife, but she won’t leave me cause I make the money
I think I’m going to invest into business

[Chorus: American Dead Cross]
Fuckin' on your bitch in some van slides (Yes)
I feel like J.F. Kennedy when she slides
I’d be the handsomest, pessimist, boy that’s fuckin' on your bitch
I’m fuckin' every bitty in your city, I’m so pretty (Yes)

[Verse 1: NeverReallyLost]
Country goth girl is doing voodoo with my dick
Gonna roll up through this city, come and shoot you with these bitch
Deady in the back with your girl, she can’t commit
Fuckin' every single baddie in my sight, yeah I’m a pig (Wait)
Slow it down huh, I think I nutted on my crocs (Yeah)
Where’s the sound huh? Deafpigs in the mosh (Hey)
Slow it down huh, I think I nutted on my crocs (Huh)
Where’s the sound huh? Deafpigs in the mosh (Yeah)
[Chorus: American Dead Cross]
Fuckin' on your bitch in some van slides (Yes)
I feel like J.F. Kennedy when she slides
I’d be the handsomest, pessimist, boy that’s fuckin' on your bitch
I’m fuckin' every bitty in your city, I’m so pretty (Yes)

[Verse 2: NeverReallyLost & hxchi]
Pretty little white boy what you say?
I’m tryna make it through the day
Smokin' J’s like I’m Obama 1988
Ain’t got time for fake shit, feeling like the greatest
All these clown ass rappers out here actin' like they’re Raegan
Innovation, no imitation, you’re just stuck lookin' like a limitation
Fuckin' yo bitch on an inclination, we bustin' a nut like it’s Clinton nation
Why’s your life so fuckin' basic?
You just out here catchin' cases
Stuck inside a dayshift, [?] payments
Dead presidents inside my pocket, I don’t give a fuck
No I’m not rich, but I still grab the pussy, feel like Donald Trump
I bombed a country in the Middle East, I did it just because
I put a toupèe right up on my head, don’t tell anyone
Oh my god hxchi is a menace, no bitch I’m a Deafpig (Same thing asshole)
If you fuckin' with us then you could get a remedy
[?] Kennedy
[?] sounds just like happy feet
Back in the lunch line, they used to laugh at me
Now I’m just laughin' and laughin' and laughin' all the way to the bank
[Chorus: American Dead Cross]
Fuckin' on your bitch in some van slides (Yes)
I feel like J.F. Kennedy when she slides
I’d be the handsomest, pessimist, boy that’s fuckin' on your bitch
I’m fuckin' every bitty in your city, I’m so pretty (Yes)

[Outro: American Dead Cross]
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