| Yeah, Tashan Dorrsett
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| You know it
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| You don’t wanna mess with the pampered kid
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| Pissy Huggy wets wet up your car seat
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| Dude I do best, Dougie East
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| Call me the rugrat urinater, Dougie West
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| I could be your nightmare, defecate with the diapers
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| Super baby with the Enfamil formula
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| Defecate on top of your chest, woman warm up the bottle
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| With titty milk in the El Dorado
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| The Fisher Price rattle’s my motto, ride the Tonka truck
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| Down to stay in your area, drop a used diaper on your vocals
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| You other marshmellow head kids don’t wanna play, in my area
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| Break the toys, that thought they was tough
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| Pull the face off the Scottish Terrier, the merrier
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| Tashan Dorrsett.
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| All the ladies get wet
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| Back and forth (back and forth)
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| Y’all feel the pet
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| Tashan Dorrsett (Tashan Dorrsett)
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| All the ladies get wet
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| Back and forth (back and forth)
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| Y’all feel the pet
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| Merry Christmas, I’ve been a psycho little infant
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| There’s nothing for me under the tree
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| Just milk and PediaLite, with pedia hype
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| Pullin bowls from the under the sink
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| Climb out the crib and smack you if you turn out the light
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| Pour my apple juice all over your DAT
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| And pee on top of your Neumann mic
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| My babysitter ain’t home, I’ma show you my ass tonight
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| Get into the department store, with other kids Kay*Bee Toys
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| Old people, they can’t catch us
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| We gotta run fast tonight
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| Don’t let me do this at the worst tonight
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| A tantrum jackass I curse at you, bubblegum packed
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| In my mouth like a baseball player
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| Puttin lollipops in the DVD machine
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| I work at upsettin, follow me around the house
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| Crawl across your face, to vomit on your neck
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| My bib is gone, I get atomic on your neck
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| Slobber on your forehead
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| Cut the lights off, I still won’t go to bed
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| You can’t figure it out
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| The day when when I pulled out the pots and pans
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| For super talent and secret skill
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| You never find out, how I got out the playpen
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| Spit Carnation, your black pants again
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| I’m worser than Ken
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| I’ll punch him in the stomach and he’s 10
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| Other children walkin away
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| Don’t have to be my friend
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| Tashan Dorrsett |