| I wanna tear it up before we tear it down
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| I wanna light it up before we burn it down
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| We gonna get fucked up, drink till we all black out
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| So fucking start it up 'cause you know it’s going down
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| Tricked out swag, yeah, we keep it the same
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| Mad dog, dub-dub, in the back of the Range
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| Ain’t no bub bub, baby, got bills to pay
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| Yeah, I’m getting fucked up as I’m changing lanes
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| Oh my God, I’m one of a kind
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| I’mma smash it up, it’s about that time
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| I’ll be back to the party by the end of the night
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| But my hoe got needs, and I needs mine
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| 'Cause the Funny Man is just so damn sexual
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| The ass on my mind is so damn edible
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| Feast your eyes, girl, I’m so delectable
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| Dick like Hulk, yeah, they call me incredible
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| You got your dress pulled up
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| I see you all around
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| I know you ain’t no slut
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| But I know you’re so down
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| Smash it up, smash it up
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| That bitch is off the hook
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| Smash it up, smash it up
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| And once I get that look
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| Smash it up, smash it up
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| I’ll hit it all night long
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| Smash it up, smash it up
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| And once I smash, I’m gone
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| Girl, you’re so hot, you could spark a match
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| And me and Funny wanna flip you like an acrobat
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| And you can go back home in a Cadillac
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| Put my name in your phone, it’s the Man in Black
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| You got a big ol' mouth and an ass to match
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| You’ve got my back in a scrap, and I’m a fan of that
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| We can go home and open up a can of that
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| I’ll put my prize in your box like Cracker Jacks
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| Oh wait, that’s just me being shitfaced
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| Lemme pull out my Bluetooth and briefcase
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| And replace everything that I said wrong
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| But then it won’t be a Hollywood Undead song
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| You got your dress pulled up
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| I see you all around
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| I know you ain’t no slut
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| But I know you’re so down
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| Smash it up, smash it up
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| That bitch is off the hook
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| Smash it up, smash it up
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| And once I get that look
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| Smash it up, smash it up
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| I’ll hit it all night long
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| Smash it up, smash it up
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| And once I smash, I’m gone
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| I wanna tear it up before we tear it down
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| I wanna light it up before we burn it down
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| We gonna get fucked up, drink till we all black out
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| So fucking start it up
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| Smashing, crashing, what’s on and cracking?
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| It’s me and you, girl, now that’s what’s happening
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| Let’s take a little trip to my stabbing cabin
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| Grab the cam, it’s lights, camera, action
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| Let me take care of that satisfaction
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| Grab a six-pack, I’m back off the wagon
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| Pour a little out for Michael Jackson
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| I’m smashing now 'cause I know she’s down
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| Smash it up, smash it up
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| That bitch is off the hook
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| Smash it up, smash it up
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| And once I get that look
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| Smash it up, smash it up
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| I’ll hit it all night long
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| Smash it up, smash it up
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| And once I smash, I’m gone
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| Smash it up, smash it up
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| This bitch is off the hook
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| Smash it up, smash it up
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| And once I get that look
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| Smash it up, smash it up
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| I’ll hit it all night long
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| Smash it up, smash it up
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| And once I smash, I’m gone
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| Smash it up, smash it up
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| Smash it up, smash it up |