Hey, are you ready?
Let's go
Three, two, one, zero

Dick like a horse, call me Rossmann (Rossmann, ey)
"Blaka, blaka" makes the shotgun (blaka, blaka)
Our DMs are full of stalkers
And they want to blow, blow, blow like a hurricane (and again)
Dick like a horse, call me Rossmann (Rossmann, ey)
"Blaka, blaka" makes the shotgun (brrr, brrr)
Our DMs are full of stalkers
And they want to blow, blow, blow like a hurricane (like a hurricane)

Yes, yes
Aim the shotgun at the haters, bitch (then you're dead, blaka, blaka)
Look how your life is over (brr)
Women get wet as if it's raining (splash)
I'm Rossmann, my cock reminds of donkey dicks
Oh, I don't buy a condom when I'm in DM (never)
Because they take away the feeling when I fuck a girl
Dick long like the handle of a broom
MM, the gang with the Rossmann dicks

Rossmann, because I have a dick like an elephant (törö)
The sex with you so good, I should charge money (cha-ching)
I look like a disabled person
The cosmetic surgeries have made me worse
Tomorrow is release day, still I kill the zinc pig (die)
Sharpened toothbrush into the guts (ta, ta)
I do the shopping for the grandma next door (grandma)
And for that this hoe blows my donkey dick, yeah

Extensions in the beard, because I have to be on Modus Mio
Sextape leaked (oops), link in the bio
You can't bust me, that's a real Casio (wuh)
My attitude towards women is Paleo
The shotgun makes "blaka, blaka"
Call me Miriam Makeba, because I make Pata Pata (Pata Pata)
Dick too long like a school day
Very tasty pussy, but it still lacks an ingredient

Dick like a horse, call me Rossmann (Rossmann, ey)
"Blaka, blaka" makes the shotgun (blaka, blaka)
Our DMs are full of stalkers
And they want to blow, blow, blow like a hurricane (and again)
Dick like a horse, call me Rossmann (Rossmann, ey)
"Blaka, blaka" makes the shotgun (brrr, brrr)
Our DMs are full of stalkers
And they want to blow, blow, blow like a hurricane (hurricane)

I come out of the time machine with an apple tart that
Adolf Hitler baked, ey
Pussy pink like a medium-rare beefsteak
Have to take it out in between like New York Cheesecake
The cops are ringing, but I'm not there
Because I'm fucking the chief inspector's wife
I go to the toilet and urinals are fighting
About who gets to drink from the Drüner today

Yeah, horse dicks, not the hairstyle (no)
Thank God, I don't need a high school diploma to fuck
No training, no university (no)
Just a woman and a penis that stands (oha)
It was a long way (long), I was about ten (ten)
And sat jerking off in front of the PC with a box of Hohes C (mmh, tasty)
Yes, I really was a misbirth (oh yes)
But today I'm cool and fuck a real girl (cool)

Dick like a horse, call me Rossmann (Rossmann, ey)
"Blaka, blaka" makes the shotgun (blaka, blaka)
Our DMs are full of stalkers
And they want to blow, blow, blow like a hurricane (and again)
Dick like a horse, call me Rossmann (Rossmann, ey)
"Blaka, blaka" makes the shotgun (brrr, brrr)
Our DMs are full of stalkers
And they want to blow, blow, blow like a hurricane (hurricane)

Blaka, blaka

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