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Trumanbro - Three Krowned Lyrics



Trumanbro - Three Krowned Lyrics




Goblin barrel
Goblin barrel
Gob gob
Goblin barrel
Goblin barrel
Goblin barrel
Is epic and swag
Goblin barrel
Goblin barrel
Gob gob
Goblin barrel
Goblin barrel
Goblin barrel
You're a f*ckin' fag?

Three green motherf*ckers
Beat made by Truman Brothers
Smoother bars than hot butter
That came to kick your ass
In a f*ckin' wooden barrel
All singing Christmas carols
One of them is kind of sterile
Cause he came in your ass
Taking over your own town
Whole family gunned down
All you do is look around
Everyone yell! (Three Krowned!)
I shoot shots like an X-Bow
More dead thots than my ex-hoe
Got no bullets to reload
I always call and never fold
All this winning can't get old
Your dick stinks like f*ckin' mold
Got 30 trophies made of gold
I'm an ice spirit so call me cold

Gob gob gob gob
Goblin barrel
Goblin barrel
Oh my god

I be clashin' and bashin'
And my prince always be dashin'
Send your tanks in? I send my bats in
When you get beat I start laughin'
You know I got that B-M
My miner, you can't see him
It's overtime, Carpe diem
This game fillin' up my weekends

First I send the barbs
And then I send the archers
And make sure you get an L f
Or your departure
Your archer queen was nice
She let me cum inside her
I turned your little princess into a (Hog rider!)
I'm at the top of my game
There's no stopping that
My trophy count is high
There's no topping that
My P.E.K.K.A.S. are safe
There's no robbing that
I got stacks of gems
And got two stacks of cash
Sorry man these no chance
Of you getting laid
When I'm in the picture
The choice is already made
I'm the ING
All I need is the K
And all I got left is (Well played!)
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Goblin barrel
Goblin barrel
Gob gob
Goblin barrel
Goblin barrel
Goblin barrel
Is epic and swag
Goblin barrel
Goblin barrel
Gob gob
Goblin barrel
Goblin barrel
Goblin barrel
You're a f*ckin' fag?

Three green motherf*ckers
Beat made by Truman Brothers
Smoother bars than hot butter
That came to kick your ass
In a f*ckin' wooden barrel
All singing Christmas carols
One of them is kind of sterile
Cause he came in your ass
Taking over your own town
Whole family gunned down
All you do is look around
Everyone yell! (Three Krowned!)
I shoot shots like an X-Bow
More dead thots than my ex-hoe
Got no bullets to reload
I always call and never fold
All this winning can't get old
Your dick stinks like f*ckin' mold
Got 30 trophies made of gold
I'm an ice spirit so call me cold

Gob gob gob gob
Goblin barrel
Goblin barrel
Oh my god

I be clashin' and bashin'
And my prince always be dashin'
Send your tanks in? I send my bats in
When you get beat I start laughin'
You know I got that B-M
My miner, you can't see him
It's overtime, Carpe diem
This game fillin' up my weekends

First I send the barbs
And then I send the archers
And make sure you get an L f
Or your departure
Your archer queen was nice
She let me cum inside her
I turned your little princess into a (Hog rider!)
I'm at the top of my game
There's no stopping that
My trophy count is high
There's no topping that
My P.E.K.K.A.S. are safe
There's no robbing that
I got stacks of gems
And got two stacks of cash
Sorry man these no chance
Of you getting laid
When I'm in the picture
The choice is already made
I'm the ING
All I need is the K
And all I got left is (Well played!)
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Writer: Kris Mueller, Truman Brothers
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Written by: Kris Mueller, Truman Brothers

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