Bingo Lyrics – Tagglyne

Bingo Lyrics by Tagglyne

No matter how much ketchup you put on a blade
You still couldn’t cut the mustard
Best thing you can muster up
Is to cut the cheese like a f#cking buster

Yeah, this buster brought me back
Took a last stand like General Custer
Now I’m sitting down on the record
Like Brit Hume and Greta Van Susteren

This just in
All the money in the world is fake, cryptocurrency
No one’s listening currently
So I speak with no urgency

Whole world’s going to seed
So I just sit back mirthlessly
Making moves furtively
So extend me the f#cking courtеsy

When a super girl gives mе a flash
My dick is everwood like Greg Berlanti
I’ve been a Rebel Devil today
I was the leader of an insurgency

I’ll be a legend tomorrow, people
Solving any and all emergencies
f#cking hoes very fervently
They welcome me in with great fervency

I knew her in a biblical sense
‘Cause what I write, call that inerrancy
Hi, my name is Ken D
I’m too sweet and the “D” stands for divergency

Something smells fishy, though
Quick, everyone to the conservancy
I flow right into the stream
Where the undercurrent is a period of uncertainty

Plus, I love to dual-wield so when I see twins
I f#ck both girls concurrently
Me against the world like the old Germany
Storming the beaches of Normandy

A worthless death you’ll never forget
But you’ll remember me, werden sie
Remember me
This is my single

All I got are singles
So whether or not you’re taken
For now, you’re single
b#tch, come on, let’s mingle

I’ll wiggle around my wingle
Better shake your #ss
Until I hear your vajazzle jingle
Touch your nipple tips

Until both t#ts tingle
‘Cause once I pop, you can’t stop
Like a can of Pringles
You’re a ho, ho, ho

That makes me Kris Kringle
sl#t, note the lingo
I’m a star like Ringo
Christoph Waltz, b#tch

You’re damn right that’s a bingo
That-that-that’s a bingo
That-that-that’s a bingo
That-that-that’s a bingo

That? Now, that’s a bingo
There’s a good chance no one will ever hear this
That’s why I spit this sh#t so fearless
I ain’t the best but I’m in the upper tier list

Anti-social on dry land, that’s how I stay so peerless
Aw, shoot, you got no balls
That makes you a near-miss
Love is a hurtin’ thing like Lou Rawls

I could attract better with deer piss
I keep it a buck, massacre down in Sioux Falls
You f#ckers are dearless
This sh#t just got real, blue balls

‘Cause not every shampoo is tearless
So just hide from the n#z#s under the floorboards
Thousand-year Reich with nothing to show for it
I know it ain’t right but f#ck it, I’m so bored

Please leave a like, for f#ck’s sake, Good Lord
Manipulation by gaslight ‘cause I am just so abhorrent
Must’ve been evil in a past life ‘cause this demon’s just layin’ dormant
I wanna get to know you but I swear I’ll never turn informant

Better shore up on your insurance, just to be sure
‘Cause I got a lifetime of pain and torment waitin’ for me
Don’t mean to be forlorn
Mental health is just so important

Since the day I was lowborn
Happiness to me has been so foreign
Ready to even the scoreboard
But not allowed to be ignorant

Show me the door to the floor, wh#re
I’ll show you the whole warrant
See, I’m hoarding a torrent of wh#res
So h#rn# for more, You can’t ignore anymore

Gotta explore, when they be pouring
But I’m throwing you overboard
If I’m hearing your lady roar
Look at a land ho, onshore

I swore, this f#cking lady’s soaring
Coming straight outta Mordor
I’m a Wizarding Auror
Walking the corridor

Super skilled as an orator
Gotta bond with p#ss# galore
For sure ‘cause they’re absorbent
Bad apple to my core

Going to war, war-torn
The Wizened Wizard Of Gore
You’re forewarned
Add it to my lore, you’re done for

I’m a senior, you’re soph#more
You’re just pissed ‘cause you’re in for it
This is my single
All I got are singles

So whether or not you’re taken
For now, you’re single
b#tch, come on, let’s mingle
I’ll wiggle around my wingle

Better shake your #ss
Until I hear your vajazzle jingle
Touch your nipple tips
Until both t#ts tingle

‘Cause once I pop, you can’t stop
Like a can of Pringles
You’re a ho, ho, ho
That makes me Kris Kringle

sl#t, note the lingo
I’m a star like Ringo
Christoph Waltz, b#tch
You’re damn right that’s a bingo

That-that-that’s a bingo
That-that-that’s a bingo
That-that-that’s a bingo
That? Now, that’s a bingo

Rocked up to Kimmy Gibbler
She said I was guapo
But then she wanted me to Hitler
So I told her Gestapo

Just stop, ho
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