Where is my 40
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I can't find my 40, 40
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Where is my 40
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I can't find my 40, 40
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Where is my 40
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I can't find my 40, 40
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Where is my 40
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I can't find my 40
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Where is my 40
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Where are the people
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Eager to leave
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And commit acts of evil
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Stuck at my job
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I hear there's a rager
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Cell phone's exploding
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And c4 in my pager
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I hear they be ladies
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Wearing tight clothing
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Hopefully somebody
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There will be holding
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Late to the date
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That's great and I'm golden
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Can't wait to escape
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And be done with these doldrums
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Can't wait to be wasted
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And plastered and puking
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Can't wait to debate
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Which country's need nuking
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Can't wait to have vomit
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And blood on my breath
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Can't wait to digest
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If there's anything left
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Must [?] on my door
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And take out the trash
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Do all my chores
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Impossibly fast
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Be [?] in the bash
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Pop open a colt
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Five extra ounces
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Of glorious gold
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Where is my 40
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I can't find my 40, 40
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Where is my 40
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I can't find my 40, 40
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Where is my 40
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I can't find my 40, 40
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Where is my 40
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I can't find my 40
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The dude at the deli
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Is smelly and smarmy
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Sells me a 40
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I'm horny for party
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I buy party mix
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The kind that's generic
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I also buy condoms
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Them ones that embarrass
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Alcoholism
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Has millions of perks
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Traditional trove
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Of bubbles and burps
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My Irish ancestry
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Has left me with lager
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I guess I'm a jigger
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Instead of a jogger
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The caterwaul's cusp
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The bacchanal's brink
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I'm ready for belching
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And barfing and stink
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Let's howl at the moon
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And croon while we drink
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Let's wake up the wind
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And begin like I'm Link
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Anticipation
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My heart is beating
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This side is odd
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This side is even
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The numbers decrease
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Smokers are mingling
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Every inch
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Of my body is tingling
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Where is my 40
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I can't find my 40, 40
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Where is my 40
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I can't find my 40, 40
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Where is my 40
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I can't find my 40, 40
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Where is my 40
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I can't find my 40
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They introduce (shooters)
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There's a world they call shots
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Whiskey and bourbon
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Was served so was schnapps
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Goldschlager's exciting
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There's little gold flakes
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Aftershock shots
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And I'll puke on your face
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Buttery Nipple
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Liquid Cocaine
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Who's the fuck
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Keeps loading up trays
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Tomahawk Pickleback
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Then Kamikazes
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I feel no pain
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Nothing can stop me
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Where was my stuff
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It was right here
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My shitty mix
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And my bag of beer
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Now where did I place it
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Where has it gone
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If somebody drank it
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Then fuckers it's on
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Not in the fridge
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Start looking at culprits
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Ganker is guzzling
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Down my indulgence
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Imagine the bottle
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The bottom with backwash
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Say that it's somewhere
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Or I'm getting my hacksaw
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Where is my 40
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I can't find my 40, 40
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Where is my 40
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I can't find my 40, 40
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Where is my 40
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I can't find my 40, 40
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Where is my 40
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I can't find my 40
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Where Is My 40?
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MC Chris |