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LiL COMA Video (MV)




Performed By: Lilcumonmyback
Language: English
Length: 3:26
Written by: Braeden Liesner




Lilcumonmyback - LiL COMA Lyrics




F*ck!

Bitch I'll finger f*ck you in a Pizza Hut, you kinky slut
Dick in the butt, switch to the cunt
Slit my wrists and lick the cut

Mirror full of Percocet
It ain't hard to purchase it
Life ain't worth a f*cking shit
Took Xanax won't remember it

Hopscotch in the living room, shot an ostrich
Too spicy, too spicy
Like hot tamales
Broke a dog's neck
Michael Vick on my tits
And my baby just shit in my hand so I killed it

Just flushed the cat down the toilet 'cause my kids are too spoiled
And they started to annoy me, 'noy me
My dick is a janitor
Hampton Bay fans in the hands of my grandmother
Imagine her titties be smelling all like lavender

Had to attack her
I know fans are valuable
I'm broke and I can assure you that crack is spectacular
Busted a cap in her f*ckin' ass like it's the St. Valentine's day Massacre
Then I abandoned her
Crack

Put my big toe in your pussy bitch
I call that shit a toe job
I ain't even f*ckin' started yet
You witnessing the prologue
Call me LiL COMA, 'cause I'm passed out on your sofa
But somehow still woke enough to grill an ass like Gary Coleman

Put my big toe in your pussy bitch
I call that shit a toe job
I ain't even f*ckin' started yet
You witnessing the prologue
Call me LiL COMA, 'cause I'm passed out on your sofa
But somehow still woke enough to grill an ass like Gary Coleman

Hey I got a riddle
What's the difference between my wife and my dog?
Not very much, they're just buried on different sides of my yard
My beats drop like disabled niggas when they tryna walk
My lyrics make you go ho lee f*ck
Like we in China Wok

They make you weak like Freddie Mercury and Eazy-E
Liberace, Charlie Sheen
These niggas died of HIV
Well Charlie Sheen is soon to be
Watch out, that niggas packin' heat
And if he f*cks you up the ass no condom that's murder of the first degree

What if niggas had to breathe with they penis?
Got allergies? Your wiener achoo and it sneeze in a Kleenex
Unzip they pants and clean that pussy like they dick Stanley Steamer
Your dick me snorting lines of coke
You wipe your nose and be geekin'

Dozing off, can't keep my eyes uncrossed
My sight distorts
My train of thought is lost
But all my f*cks to give are gone
So here's my cock
Bitch give me top until I pop a dollop
On the countertop
Then get a mop and clean it up
Then leave my house and keep it locked

Put my big toe in your pussy bitch
I call that shit a toe job
I ain't even f*ckin' started yet
You witnessing the prologue
Call me LiL COMA, 'cause I'm passed out on your sofa
But somehow still woke enough to grill an ass like Gary Coleman

Put my big toe in your pussy bitch
I call that shit a toe job
I ain't even f*ckin' started yet
You witnessing the prologue
Call me LiL COMA, 'cause I'm passed out on your sofa
But somehow still woke enough to grill an ass like Gary Coleman
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F*ck!

Bitch I'll finger f*ck you in a Pizza Hut, you kinky slut
Dick in the butt, switch to the cunt
Slit my wrists and lick the cut

Mirror full of Percocet
It ain't hard to purchase it
Life ain't worth a f*cking shit
Took Xanax won't remember it

Hopscotch in the living room, shot an ostrich
Too spicy, too spicy
Like hot tamales
Broke a dog's neck
Michael Vick on my tits
And my baby just shit in my hand so I killed it

Just flushed the cat down the toilet 'cause my kids are too spoiled
And they started to annoy me, 'noy me
My dick is a janitor
Hampton Bay fans in the hands of my grandmother
Imagine her titties be smelling all like lavender

Had to attack her
I know fans are valuable
I'm broke and I can assure you that crack is spectacular
Busted a cap in her f*ckin' ass like it's the St. Valentine's day Massacre
Then I abandoned her
Crack

Put my big toe in your pussy bitch
I call that shit a toe job
I ain't even f*ckin' started yet
You witnessing the prologue
Call me LiL COMA, 'cause I'm passed out on your sofa
But somehow still woke enough to grill an ass like Gary Coleman

Put my big toe in your pussy bitch
I call that shit a toe job
I ain't even f*ckin' started yet
You witnessing the prologue
Call me LiL COMA, 'cause I'm passed out on your sofa
But somehow still woke enough to grill an ass like Gary Coleman

Hey I got a riddle
What's the difference between my wife and my dog?
Not very much, they're just buried on different sides of my yard
My beats drop like disabled niggas when they tryna walk
My lyrics make you go ho lee f*ck
Like we in China Wok

They make you weak like Freddie Mercury and Eazy-E
Liberace, Charlie Sheen
These niggas died of HIV
Well Charlie Sheen is soon to be
Watch out, that niggas packin' heat
And if he f*cks you up the ass no condom that's murder of the first degree

What if niggas had to breathe with they penis?
Got allergies? Your wiener achoo and it sneeze in a Kleenex
Unzip they pants and clean that pussy like they dick Stanley Steamer
Your dick me snorting lines of coke
You wipe your nose and be geekin'

Dozing off, can't keep my eyes uncrossed
My sight distorts
My train of thought is lost
But all my f*cks to give are gone
So here's my cock
Bitch give me top until I pop a dollop
On the countertop
Then get a mop and clean it up
Then leave my house and keep it locked

Put my big toe in your pussy bitch
I call that shit a toe job
I ain't even f*ckin' started yet
You witnessing the prologue
Call me LiL COMA, 'cause I'm passed out on your sofa
But somehow still woke enough to grill an ass like Gary Coleman

Put my big toe in your pussy bitch
I call that shit a toe job
I ain't even f*ckin' started yet
You witnessing the prologue
Call me LiL COMA, 'cause I'm passed out on your sofa
But somehow still woke enough to grill an ass like Gary Coleman
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Writer: Braeden Liesner
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