Tommy Cash – Zuccenberg Lyrics
Artist: Tommy Cash
Song: Zuccenberg
Zucc my Zuccenberg (Zucc my Zuccenberg)
I’m Iceberg (I’m Iceberg)
Is on her (Is on her)
Cash is the word (Cash)
Brand new banger (Banger)
Zu-
Zu-, zu-, zu-, zu-
KFC champion crip who stops blood a tampon (Uh-uh)
Need a roof I’m mafia (Mafia), coke in my tea, Al Capone (Uh-uh)
Razer Motorola ringing (Ring-ring), they love karaoke singing
Hair so long like girl from Ring, all your o’s in onion rings
I’m not taking a picture (Dick), let’s talk, no messenger (Oooh!)
Took you on adventure, disappear like (Lala-lala)
60 euros for an underwear, 3 euros worth of dick
1 euro for a condom but that sex ain’t worth sh#t (Hey, shit)
Victoria Secret underwear but your p#ss# not that secret
You can’t hide like El Chapo, everyone knows where you keep it, keep it
If that #ss is fake (Fake!), I will ride on that plastic (Boom!)
Ride my broom b#tch, yeah, I will call you nasty (Boom!)
Zucc my Zuccenberg (Zucc my Zuccenberg)
I’m Iceberg (I’m Iceberg)
Is on her (Is on her)
Cash is the word (Cash is the word)
Zucc my Zuccenberg
Zu-
Zu-, zu-, zu-, zu-
Slicky slicky slick, f#ck a b#tches gash
Gucci bandana, Lean in my Fanta
Papa in my wrapper, free basing cracka
Born in the blizzard shooting boy and sipping sizzurp
Smoking dirty blunts, still a junkie, ew
Inhaling PCP paranoid shaking (Shaking)
Drugged up junkie leopard in the flank
Bed side sick as f#ck, ice pick shark
Tip toeing Air Forces (Forces) — b#tches swear I’m gorgeous
Suicidal note (Note), god my life is worthless
Hammer time, hammer time, make the Glock lock Oops
I switch persona like a God son
Hammer time on my nose, that’s now I’m Italian
Hammer time with the man
Claud Van Damme
La-la la-la, la lala lala
La, la, la
Hot sh#t! Ho-ho-hot sh#t!
Zu-, zu-, zu-, zu-
Put the chrome to my dome
Chroma key my chromosomes
f#ck a throne, all these clones
Think they’re kings inside their phone (Hahahaha)
All these b#tches f#cking moan
When I secrete my pheramones
All these b#tches f#cking groan
When I say, “Get it on ya own” (Uh, uh)
Never change (Nope), this I know (Yup)
$uicide in my throat, say it till I f#cking choke
Competition? Ooh, I don’t know
Same sh#t, different day
Same names, different jokes
Same shade, different post
Same b#tch, different hoe, uh (Yeah, hoe)
O-N-E M-O-R-E B-L-U-N-T
T-O T-H-E F-A-C-E H-O-E (Oh)
Woe is me (Woe is me), but I got the f#cking flick behind me (Yah)
30MGS (Yah), that needs to be like tripled at least (At least)
His own to each (His own to each), I’ll lead them all to their own defeat (Oh)
Take a seat (Sit down), ain’t no one chopping cherry trees
For a dollar you can suck my dick with wooden teeth
T-t-this new jam’s breaking all the knobs off
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Zuccenberg [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021