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Three Bedrooms In A Good Neighborhood [explicit] Lyrics - Bottomless Pit [explicit] - Death Grips

I'm all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no 

I'm all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no 

Nylons on 

Side bitches don't 

Your table through my 

My body through your 

Three bedrooms in a good neighborhood 

On fire like a margarita made out of wood 

She got solar panels for thirty cents a watt 

In the future, there's a party from the past, she's a cop 

 

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I'll jail break ADX with a blank tarot card 

Same card pull your hoe card like Zoltar 

Two crystal balls dangle from my boneyard 

I'm niagara falls flowing crowbar 

La la la la, I got folsom bars 

Tour flows urinal take a dive bars 

La la la la 

Go down in the fifth you service town car 

Swiftly service me, bitch it's called outlaw 

 

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Nylons on veal 

Side bitches don't heal 

Your table through my head 

My body through your bed 

I'm all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no 

I'm all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no 

I'm all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no 

I'm all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no 

Three bedrooms in a good neighborhood 

On fire like a margarita made out of wood 

She got solar panels for thirty cents a watt 

In the future, there's a party from the past, she's a cop 

 

This private ocean I carve 

I'll carve this bitch into high art 

No say bitch made state of mind art 

My murder spree murk out this conk 

Albert Fish gaunt sunk out this conk 

Strictly ugly fuck for your cunt 

Cunts over easy and more blunts 

Thermal strong arm gravity sink bong 

Head games with an only child 

I foghorn devils devils jelly 

Felt me, unbelt me, bombard your belly 

Force feed me through your telly 

Cyborg swelling pregnant can't abort 

 

Nylons on 

Side bitches don't 

Your table through my 

My body through your 

Nylons on veal 

Side bitches don't heal 

Your table through my head 

My body through your 

I'm all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no 

I'm all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no 

I'm all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no 

I'm all up in my glory hole S-O no, no, no, no 

Nylons on 

Side bitches don't 

Your table through my 

My body through your 

Nylons on veal 

Side bitches don't heal 

Your table through my head 

My body through your 

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