God's a Dick
Gods a dick
But so am I
I must be god
(Huh huh huh)
Gods a dick
But so am I
I must be god
Oh my
Gods a dick
But so am I
I must be god
Oh my
Pain in the ass like a bag of hot Cheetos
Gods a fucking dick and he created the mosquitos
God don't give a fuck
He ain't blessing my amigos
I'm sorry god please forgive me with some kilos
(Mary's knocked up was it god or Fell Shucks)
Fuck god you don't want to go to heaven with him
I don't like bright lights so I'm following dim
Manifest the best pretty bitch with the breasts like ice berg slim
Man I'd swear to god that I'd swear to god
If my god didn't make me terrified
Gods a dick
But so am I
I must be god
Oh my
Gods a dick
But so am I
I must be god
Oh my
Has god ever been a dick to you
Cuz he has to me
Yeah he sure has to me
(What)
Bitch you the Santa Clause re-do
The Scooby-Doo too
And maybe even you the simp of Xenu
You be chillin' and picking your cherries like you chewing maraschino
The way you act up reminds me of a bambino
I think about god like the pros and the cons
Like when god made man and the man made the bombs
God made the women and I like them a lot
Then they turned into slimly slutty ass shaking thots
Gods a dick
But so am I
I must be god
Oh my
Gods a dick
But so am I
I must be god
Oh my
But so am I
I must be god
(Huh huh huh)
Gods a dick
But so am I
I must be god
Oh my
Gods a dick
But so am I
I must be god
Oh my
Pain in the ass like a bag of hot Cheetos
Gods a fucking dick and he created the mosquitos
God don't give a fuck
He ain't blessing my amigos
I'm sorry god please forgive me with some kilos
(Mary's knocked up was it god or Fell Shucks)
Fuck god you don't want to go to heaven with him
I don't like bright lights so I'm following dim
Manifest the best pretty bitch with the breasts like ice berg slim
Man I'd swear to god that I'd swear to god
If my god didn't make me terrified
Gods a dick
But so am I
I must be god
Oh my
Gods a dick
But so am I
I must be god
Oh my
Has god ever been a dick to you
Cuz he has to me
Yeah he sure has to me
(What)
Bitch you the Santa Clause re-do
The Scooby-Doo too
And maybe even you the simp of Xenu
You be chillin' and picking your cherries like you chewing maraschino
The way you act up reminds me of a bambino
I think about god like the pros and the cons
Like when god made man and the man made the bombs
God made the women and I like them a lot
Then they turned into slimly slutty ass shaking thots
Gods a dick
But so am I
I must be god
Oh my
Gods a dick
But so am I
I must be god
Oh my
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Writer(s): Fatal Wilson
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