Stop the press! I'm so obsessed!
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Gotta get this shit right off my chest before I stain my dress
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So Detroit! We hit you, New Orleans! We hit you
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Chicago we hit you but Oky there was somethin' with you
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A sleaze assault! A chonky geez assault!
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Baby please don't halt cuz this one wasn't my fault
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I'm such a little ham I love a fool with a camera
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But his game was a sham, I grabbed my ho from Alabama:
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We take the stage, ready to rage
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Movin' Oklahoma to the next ice age
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There's a problem in the room and it's obvious as ho
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There's a graying gnarlz man whose ass has gotta go
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He's a tyranna chonky honky monky oldy balding chalky ponky scrawny hawnay
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punkay hairay fuckay lameay trollay
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Cuz he's a freak, girl
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Such a freak, girl
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Yes a freak, girl
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Back in Oakland nothin' better than some sloppy bed wetters
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Makin' out while chewin' cheeto cheddar, such go-getters
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But my ho from St. Louie by the name of Julie Julie
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Droppin' lines on your head quotin' what one bitch said:
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I got some jujubes up in my cavities
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It's you I'm gonna please, put your stomach at ease
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With my treats, my beats, my big fat rhymes
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Give you big fat thighs with the grub I supply from my teeth, girl, from my teeth
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Heard what she say, nothin' wrong with Frito Lay
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He had his heydey way back in Santa Ana
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And Austin, remember- And Portland, remember
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Madison remember when we went on that bender baby
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We were on fire, Hunx turned into a liar
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Funx blew Chunx and got higher, hope Drunx never retires
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And OOOH! 'Bout to lick some of that shit
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Up the slit baby, from all sides, baby
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Cuz we're freaks, girl
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We're such freaks, girl
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Yes we're freaks, girl
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Gutter Butter
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| Gravy Train!!!! |
