Ranga Boy Petey (Explicit)歌词-The Threesome Podcast

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Ranga Boy Petey

Ranga Boy Petey, ooh, ooh

Ranga Boy Petey, oh

Ranga Boy Petey, ooh, ooh-ooh

Ranga Boy Petey, oh

Ranga Boy Petey

I’m litter than a Snicker

i'm litter than your ginger

Don't act like you don't know me

These rangas deserve a trophy

Baby, it ain't no mystery

Got the worst haircut in history

This loose-change will make you show up

I know you seen this glow up

As Ranga Boy Petey

Ranga Boy Petey

Yeah it's BigJezD on the beat

And I'm boutta bring on the heat

Gotta watch out for these ranga folks

Or else they'll try take on the smoke

This boy think he the G.O.A.T

But ain't a soul besides himself ever made that known

Yeah

Keep feasting those Chicken N Cheeses

Tell Katherine that she better be dreamin'

If she thinks you stand a chance

In a world full of violence and demons

Quit karate because you got bored

You gon' be on your knees, knees on the floor

When I whoop your fatass so hard it goes raw

Snitty Mitty gon' make you hold-up

I know you ride his you-know-what

As Ranga Boy Petey

Ranga Boy Petey

It’s Snitty Mitty

I’m getting litty

You say you went to A1

Came out looking like a bum

You’ve been offered a free cut multiple times

But there’s no hope left, I can’t deny

Getting your 2 on the sides and back

And a whole lotta trash on the top of that

Living a life full of deceitful lies

Telling yourself that you look just fine

Yeah

Don’t need Vitamin D it’s on your head

Go take that D and give it a spread

The only female you talk to is your mum

Don’t you know that she’s found the one?

So shut your trap before I give it a slap

Why you always gotta act so wack?

White bricks, orange roof

Those the colours of your crib

White skin, orange 'ging

That reminds me of you

You expecting a dart?

Should be expecting a nuke

For the violence that’s about to be practised on you

Psst, I see red people

This is a certified Jezza D classic, man

Yeah your name on the 'cord is Preheated

Boutta roast you in the oven, with seasoning

Now you’re getting cooked up, it ain’t even heated

Cause with your body temperature it ain't needed

Pale as hail, never ever have you seen it

Step outside, never ever been there

Less melanin in your skin than a melon

I'm taking out the trash, like a regular civilian

The Threesome? We only need two

Lil' ranga boy? We don't need you

You heard that right, we're coming for you

So get your ho' ass outta here before we sue

You only had one job; to speak to the customers

But your biggest flaw is that you're a mumbler

So Petey, I beg you to quit

Ain’t nobody gon’ miss you

Not one bit

Mitty on the beat, ho'

Mitty on the beat

Petey you're an opp

Petey you're a flop

I'm gonna make you wear flip flops

Remember when you got called "potato and pufferfish"?

Then you went to go cry like a little bitch?

This time the whole world’s watching you burn

This is the only way that we could make you learn

If you try to cook us up, I bet it'd be freezing

Cause we're the only ones who can rap and we’re leading

If you reply it’s probably with a ghost writer

Tryna get a tan, now you’ve started a fire

Your hair’s not the only thing setting on fire with this diss

Think you gonna win? Must be taking the piss

So tell me

Are you the gingerbread man or the ginger-haired man?