| Jumpin' out the window with no pants
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| A man look like Jean-Claude Van Damme
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| Stole me a car, ran through the light
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| Black trans-am, Mike and Ike
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| Kit Kat club on a Tuesday day
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| Bitch got a voice like Michel’le
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| But she walk with a limp when I go to spray
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| In her face in all different ways
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| To the crack house in my underwear
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| Have a conversation with a teddy bear
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| He was made out of fur, we were stupid high
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| But he didn’t have the balls to look me in my eyes
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| This time I met your momma, we smoke some marijuana
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| And now she’s callin' me like every day
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| Next time I went and saw her
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| I walked right by the daughter
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| And now she’s sayin' that her period’s late
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| Rollin' down Crenshaw in my socks
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| Rollin' down Crenshaw in my socks
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| Rollin' down Crenshaw in my socks
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| Rollin' down Crenshaw in my socks
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| Rollin' down Crenshaw in my socks
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| but dirty flip-flops
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| to the left to the right
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| Bein' chased by the bogeyman, high as a kite
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| I got 6 chicks in my 2 man tent
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| That’s 12 tits and a very strong scent
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| Awake in the evening, sleep all day
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| Daddy gotta make sure the rent get paid
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| Balls to the walls to the broads at the mall
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| To get to the girls like Santy Claus
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| Snow in my nose and a wreath in my pipe
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| I’ll steal your bitch like I stole your bike
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| This time I met your momma, we smoke some marijuana
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| And now she’s callin' me like every day
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| Next time I went and saw her
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| I walked right by the daughter
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| And now she’s sayin' that her period’s late
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| Sleepin' in a dealer’s cardboard box
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| On vacation in a vacant lot
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| Rich in spirit,
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| When the dope man deliver to my front door
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| 867−5309, take my number for a real good time
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| You can call me Jimmy, you can call me John
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| Just don’t call me when your husband’s home
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| Out of your back door, on to the next
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| Your momma sure do like anal sex
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| Ain’t no chump, and I ain’t no sucker
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| I’m Mickey Avalon, one bad motherfucker
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| This time I met your momma, we smoke some marijuana
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| And now she’s callin' me like every day
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| Next time I went and saw her
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| I walked right by the daughter
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| And now she’s sayin' that her period’s late |