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Recycle Bin:
yeah the Robotz in the place with some nuts for your face,
too many hoes got that crotch mace,
stinks down here like you need to do the dishes,
and this tom-cat aint all that into fishes,
when I stuck it in, bitch busted a queef,
make your eyes water, good grief,
shit smelled like old sushi and bakers yeast,
gotta wash that shit if you want me to feast

Coaxke:
I believe in douching

Coaxke:
furries, you better scrub the cat
you wouldn't sweat so much, if you lost the fat
blow out the dust in your Nintendo cartridge
something here stinks like Danny Partridge

Subrandom:
cooch kept talkin like a siren in the mist,
got down to it with the thickest fist,
little did I know the smell wouldn't go,
now my arm's stinkin up to the elbow,
take a lesson from this, keep your shit clean,
soap, water, or maybe Listerine,
funk's gotta go before I go down below,
four little words you gotsta know

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