Eight Pack Ass Lyrics

Drowning, feeling empty, lacking purpose, losing hope

He tried to fight it, but it pained him to endure

Thinking himself trapped inside the prison he calls his mind

He's falling, fading quickly, but in a flash he finds a

Cure (eight pack ass it beckons)

Finally a cure (eight pack ass it beckons)

Blessed with a cure (eight pack ass it beckons)

Eight pack

Dear God I want it please

Eight pack ass is waiting for me

There is nothing more

Dear God I want it please

Eight pack ass is waiting for me

Thunder thighs like Thor

Guten tag to that ass conglomeration

Glutes so mad, he was done with being patient

Setting eyes on his eight cheeked goal

Made a deal with the devil, paid with his soul

In his room, days on end with little leisure

Losing sleep, fiercely praying til his knees hurt

Fruitless research, losing his mind

Slaving for a prestigious behind

Dear God I want it please

Eight pack ass is waiting for me

There is nothing more

Dear God I want it please

Eight pack ass is waiting for me

Thunder thighs like Thor

I was tired of living with my two pack ass

I hid in my room out of sheer embarrassment

I thought there was no way out

Then Instagram prescribed me Tablenol

Are you looking for an eight pack ass?

Want to add some ass mass real fast?

Pass gas fast with the new Tablenol ass mass fast gas pass crevasse

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Open up that insta when I'm feeling hella down

When I see that eight pack ass falling out the night gown

All those zesty round mounds that I'm hella finna pound

Got you on the ground, got you makin hella sound

Goddamn how you gonna give that out for free

I would happily and readily, steadily pay a fee

I see you seeing me, know you liking what you've seen, see

Imma see that you see the scene that I've foreseen

It's you and me, happily alone in a field of green, see

I'm so lost in those cheeks, don't even know what that means

Must be your birthday cuz I'm seeing eight balloons, nah

That's just the tasty cake that I want to spoon, yeah

Wrote this tune at noon, finished it so soon

Cuz I swoon when I see God's boon, those moons

Got our clothes strewn across the room when we boom

Call me Okonkwo cuz I wanna see that dune

Eight pack ass, eight pack ass

Put your hands together for some eight pack ass

The biggest ass with the biggest mass

Put your hands together for some eight pack ass

Dear God I want it please

Eight pack ass is waiting for me

There is nothing more

Dear God I want it please

Eight pack ass is waiting for me

Thunder thighs like Thor

I need, I need

I need, I need it

I need, I need

I need, I need it