Turd Doula Funk

funky disco-polka-traphouse-folk fusion

June 25th, 2024suno

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[Verse] Martin Roberts in the house, Turd doula—shift it out, Massage them cheeks, soft music in route, Constipated crowds, don't pout. [Verse 2] Man's got rhythm, turds are his children, Careful caress, brings out the feeling, Newborn smells, ain't no concealing, Turds so fresh, no way it's chilling. [Chorus] Push 'em out, turd doula style, In the bathroom, folks crack a smile, Newborn turds, got that special flair, Martin Roberts, beyond compare. [Verse 3] Disco beats with a polka twist, Trap vibes, those logs he shifts, Folk fusion, playin' in the mist, Every turd, a joyous gift. [Verse 4] Martin's hands, soft as a dream, Coaxin' out ya bowel's cream, Each new log, sipping out steam, Bathroom king, he's got the team. [Bridge] Turd doula anthem, feel the groove, Constipated no more, watch 'em move, Martin's magic, ain't gotta prove, Relief is here, burst from the loo.

Turd Doula Funk

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