Caught Simpin’ Lyrics – MC Virgins
Hey, I got your text
And I’m sorry, I can’t let you hit it, you’re like a brother to me
Anyways, what’s your friend’s number?
Konnichiwa Fumi, hai
Yeah
Open up your mind
Don’t open up your thighs
Skinny ***, thick ***, I like all kinds
*** you said that you not pullin’ up, I honestly don’t mind
‘Cause I got Hanime loaded up, and I can *** some time, no
I don’t want your mouth or throat, I want your horoscope
You can call me when you through, and I’ll let you know
Wasian, Prophet, Yun Head
My *** straight out of Doujin
You can keep your legs closed
Then pass me the lotion (Uwu)
Hi my name is Wasian, I think that you’re really pretty
I just wanna get some Boba, and drive around in the city
You can talk about your boyfriend, I know that he’s really ***
Like gettin’ to know you better, I don’t wanna see them ***
I just wanna cuddle while sleeping under the moonlight
She gets passed around and her *** not even that tight
I cannot believe that I got a text from her last night
Left me on delivered, but I know I guess that’s all right
(MC God)
Treat these *** like a tire, man I always keep a spare
Tap, never talk again, I don’t even care
Wake up in the morning, I’m not even ***’ there
And I don’t care about your wig, *** just let me pull your hair, ayy
I’m a Chad, so you’ll never catch me simpin’ (Okay)
Gave her good ***, now I gotta keep my distance
I’ll never be your man, dumb *** be realistic
You may say my *** is small, but hey ***, I still hit it
(Uwu) Ayy, ayy, ayy
Like, why the *** I need a girl, when I got a hand
Tryna see some ***, don’t need to be a simp or a Chad
I just go to *** or *** Haven
Don’t need persuasion
When I got a body pillow, that I’m tryna smash
Don’t talk to girls I got the Amazon Alexa, all I need
Don’t worry bout’ what next I gotta text her
I keep the peace, I’m on ***, Belle Delphine
Dream of the day, when I can smash her, when I turn 18
My name is Prophet, *** I want a naughty chick
Zero Two, she be a hottie, *** I like them smaller ***
Man I’m tired of lying
God damn, this *** got me crying
Like, I just want some mommy milkers to suffocate me, I’m dying
Ayy, ayy
(Yeah)
Open up your mind
Don’t open up your thighs
Skinny ***, thick ***, I like all kinds
*** you said that you not pullin’ up, I honestly don’t mind
‘Cause I got Hanime loaded up, and I can *** some time, no
I don’t want your mouth or throat, I want your horoscope
You can call me when you through, and I’ll let you know
Wasian, Prophet, Yun Head
My *** straight out of Doujin
You can keep your legs closed
Then pass me the lotion (Uwu)