| I used to have two girlfriends,
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| now I got none.
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| Cause my number two girl
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| found out about one.
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| Two girl friends,
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| now I got none.
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| Cause my number two girl
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| found out about
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| Yeah, Yeah, I’m back again.
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| Throw a hashtag in front of the trend.
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| Huffing and Puffing so let me in,
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| I just need a little bit of medicine.
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| Oh no, strap on my sneakers.
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| you don’t need to play,
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| watch from the bleachers.
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| Ice so shiny, it gives you seizures.
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| Clutch that ball, I will beat cha'.
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| I’m sorry, I gotta do this here,
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| but you hang with dicks,
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| like a pubic hair.
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| With an icy stare,
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| got it worse than my deuce.
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| Got me rock hard,
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| shootin' off 'zooka.
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| Yeah, Yeah, I said it to.
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| This is like no edit; |
| undo.
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| What the fuck did I get myself into?
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| (Wish I knew)
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| It ain’t over till' the fat lady sings,
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| and Adele ain’t on this track.
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| Did I say that? |
| Oh yeah, I must’ve.
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| Black and Yellow,
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| Bourbon Mustard.
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| Not even just a little bit flustered,
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| write it all down on the way to the bus stop.
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| Looking at a girl with a Skrillex haircut,
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| thinking to myself «Oh my god, it’s America!»
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| Haha, this is blasphemy.
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| Get away with it,
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| like Casey Anthony.
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| Mixed in chemicals,
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| this is alchemy.
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| Drunk as fuck,
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| hold a kid off the balcony.
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| Zombie Killer.
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| Manilla envelope,
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| being dragged in the middle.
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| Girlfriend sitter,
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| I’m a high space shitter.
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| What?
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| I said I’m back,
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| Lindsay Lohan.
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| Watch me ride this track;
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| no hands.
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| Cause' I’ve been on the bike.
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| Been around the block,
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| like every other night.
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| Yeah, till' the sun burns out.
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| Zombie style,
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| Words out our mouth.
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| Dead,
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| and I’ll leave em' squirming.
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| No protection,
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| Rick Santorum.
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| Haha, Damn near wrecked em'.
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| Every time that I rhyme on the kick drum,
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| You’ll be, bleeding out your eardrum.
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| Like «Goddamn I couldn’t even hear them,
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| Coming.»
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| Yeah, we hut the ground running.
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| Goddamn now ain’t that something.
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| I used to have two girls,
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| now I got nothing. |