Mustard

Mmhm
You know
Mmhm
Yeah you know
That
Wiener

Fuck what you heard
You is absurd
Your daddy licked my taint
Cuz it tastes like mustard
Mustard on top
You're jealous of my relish
Wanna get a footlong chili cheese
Coney on the spot
Give me all the onions
Put 'em on the top
Plop, plop, plop, plop
I'm the shit
You know I'm all that
And a mothafuckin' bag of chips

Who even says bag of chips anymore?
Jesus

Mustard
Mustard
Mustard
Mustard
Mustard
Mustard



Credits
Writer(s): Beth Le'ham Miss Crime Scene
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