It's a cold ass fashion when she stole my passion
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It's an everlasting, it's a ghettoblasting
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On the wonderwheel I let my thunder peel
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I made an effort to get just what I deserve
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I got all maxed out, I got faxed some doubt
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I was jumping around, she was a runnin' coming down
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In the thick of a trick, I couldn't take my pick
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Between a slime and a fist just to cool off your dog
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I'm taking morphine
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Now I'm rolling in sweat
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With a loaf of cold bread
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And a taco in my jeans
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On the map if you glide
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She's got such ugly thighs
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I got taken by surprise
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With the plate of flaming noodles
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It's a cold ass fashion when she stole my passion
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It's an everlasting, it's a ghettoblasting
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On the wonderwheel I let my thunder peel
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Thunder Peel
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