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P​.​M​.​W. (featuring Josh Bailey) [Explicit]

by WNR

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The first track from our upcoming comedy Rap EP.

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Yo money money money
In the words of Abba ain't it funny
How much money I can spend on weed
To smoke up with these honies
I got money, but I also got
Money, charm and money
Ladies love my money
I smoke weed rolled up in money
Pussy is my passion
And I pay for it with money
Sometimes with weed
That I also bought with money
Money funds the munchies when the Ghanja gets me hungry
Is your nose a little runny? Here Wipe it with some money

Pussy po pussy vagina gina jo Jenna
Her name is Jenna McKenna and when I fuck her she yella
Oh my god you are so big
I say hell yeah bitch I hope that you dig
Sorry I know I shouldn’t call you a bitch
But in the heat of the moment I thought that you’d be into it
Anyway, regardless of that
I’m gonna fuck you in the pussy you lil stupid fucking twat

Pussy pussy pussy Marijuana I wanna
Kill these Wack rappers, they Jaws be slacker
Than this pussy I murdered
But this pussy be tighter
Than a freshly rolled J here
Grab me a lighter
Got some prime green gonna set it on fire
But Not the money green which I used to acquire
This premium herb which is also green
The same colour shared by my favourite things
Except for pussy, pussy shouldn't be green
You know I love pussy, but keep that pussy clean
After I smoke weed, Munchies make me wanna eat
And there's no better snack than grade A pussy

I smoke more weed than you could grow in a garden
Take off your clothes, lets' get this garden party startin'
flowers, bushes, grass, you know I got 'em
In conclusion, I do drugs and I love to garden
WNR, repping vegetarians
Never touched a pussy, my mum had a cesarian
Fuck I mean uh, I touch pussy
*actual silence*
I got pots full of pussy, pussy full of pot
Nobody knows better than me how to fertilise a crop
Garden party always startin, garden party never stop
Show the ladies my greenhouse, where I always keep it hot

Jay z might be the star of the morning
But your pussy is the star of my evening
I can't believe it
The weeds got me talking romantic
Wanna buy your pussy a ring, let's make it expensive
Cus I can afford it, I got stacks of paper
The kind you smoke weed in, and the kind you use to buy that kind
I only ever got one thing on my mind
Out of three and it can be hard to decide
Cus I got pussy on my plate
Never feeling irate
Cus the weed got me happy
Got more money than your whole state
This song was ironic
But I accidentally made it great
Weed makes me see the future
And yo pussy is my fate

Shout-out to my mates, Carlyle and Ross
But now clear the space, cus its time for the boss
Call me lego snoop-dogg, a master roller
Smoke up then hit that strike, a master bowler
Call me Joseph origami, a master folder
You know I climb 7A baked, a master boulderer
Cus I’m the illest, chillest, wet pussy fillerest
Money pussy weed, that’s all that’s on my list
Herb so sticky like my sheets after pussy
Money so high like me after smoking that bushy
Got so much fucking money and pussy, it’s crazy
Got bare strains of weed, today I’m feeling hazy
Super silver lemon, Amnesia purple, and strawberry
Got that weed money pussy, all up in an orgy
Pack it, spark it, inhale it, you deserve it
Premium green, you ain’t ever even heard of it

credits

released May 5, 2019
Music by Carlyle Laurent
Lyrics by Carlyle Laurent, Ross Thornber, and Josh Bailey

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