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Twilight Video (MV)




Performed By: FGC Dylan
Language: English
Length: 2:24
Written by: Dylan Lazure
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FGC Dylan - Twilight Lyrics




Hey Sean, you meet this
You got mail fatass
Hello fatass
Dancing in the twilight

F*ckin' on your bitch and I'm doin' it real right
Yeah, she love partying at night
Yeah, now if you pull up, it's gon' be a gunfight
Or a fist fight

Yeah, now I bet you sleep with the nightlight
All you do is eat Krispy Kreme, you really is a fatass
Yeah, you used to be scared of me in class
Yeah, now I might have to hit you with the tear gas

Yeah, now he really is a fatass
Talking shit on me when you look like Mr. Krabs
I don't even wanna hear shit, Noah, you really is a bitch
Yeah, Noah, all you do is snitch

Yeah, Noah, don't know why you tryin' to stream on Twitch
You ain't gonna get no viewers, you really is boring
Hunted on the dash, I'm really f*ckin' flooring
Yeah, you keep callin' my phone, it really is annoying

You really is f*ckin' boring
Damn, it must be pretty sad to not have a dad who can play catch with you
He blind as f*ck and your mom has diabetes
Dancin' in the twilight

F*ckin' on your bitch and I'm doin' it real right
Yeah, she love partying at night
Yeah, now if you pull up, it's gon' be a gunfight
Or a fist fight

Yeah, now I bet you sleep with the nightlight
All you do is eat Krispy Kreme, you really is a fatass
Yeah, you used to be scared of me in class
Yeah, Noah might have to hit you with the tear gas

Yeah, Noah, you really is a fatass
Talkin' shit on me when you look like Mr. Krabs
Get your fatass back here
Back at it again at Krispy Kreme

Krispy Kreme
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English

Hey Sean, you meet this
You got mail fatass
Hello fatass
Dancing in the twilight

F*ckin' on your bitch and I'm doin' it real right
Yeah, she love partying at night
Yeah, now if you pull up, it's gon' be a gunfight
Or a fist fight

Yeah, now I bet you sleep with the nightlight
All you do is eat Krispy Kreme, you really is a fatass
Yeah, you used to be scared of me in class
Yeah, now I might have to hit you with the tear gas

Yeah, now he really is a fatass
Talking shit on me when you look like Mr. Krabs
I don't even wanna hear shit, Noah, you really is a bitch
Yeah, Noah, all you do is snitch

Yeah, Noah, don't know why you tryin' to stream on Twitch
You ain't gonna get no viewers, you really is boring
Hunted on the dash, I'm really f*ckin' flooring
Yeah, you keep callin' my phone, it really is annoying

You really is f*ckin' boring
Damn, it must be pretty sad to not have a dad who can play catch with you
He blind as f*ck and your mom has diabetes
Dancin' in the twilight

F*ckin' on your bitch and I'm doin' it real right
Yeah, she love partying at night
Yeah, now if you pull up, it's gon' be a gunfight
Or a fist fight

Yeah, now I bet you sleep with the nightlight
All you do is eat Krispy Kreme, you really is a fatass
Yeah, you used to be scared of me in class
Yeah, Noah might have to hit you with the tear gas

Yeah, Noah, you really is a fatass
Talkin' shit on me when you look like Mr. Krabs
Get your fatass back here
Back at it again at Krispy Kreme

Krispy Kreme
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Writer: Dylan Lazure
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