| Got a chip on my shoulder that’s the size of a car
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| My personality sucks like a drain
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| An ego that shines like a bright, burning star
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| A cock so heavy that it hangs like a chain
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| I like to rock, baby, kick it on high
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| In my cave, I’m just hangin' low
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| When it’s time for dinner, then I’m always on time
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| And when I find myself, you’ll be the first to know
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| I’m gonna throttle high
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| I’m gonna throttle down
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| I’m gonna stick it where it don’t belong
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| Gonna throttle bottom… out!
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| I dig the taste of the whip as it cracks
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| You treat me like a rented mule
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| Sweet bloody kisses smacking my back
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| So, forget my dirty past just because I rule
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| Like a punk in Copacabana
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| Like a kid born in Havana
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| I make a raft and drift out to sea
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| And get the best tan that you’ve ever seen
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| I’m gonna throttle high
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| I’m gonna throttle down
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| I’m gonna stick it where it don’t belong
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| Gonna throttle bottom… out!
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| Got a chip on my shoulder that’s the size of a car
|
| My personality sucks like a drain
|
| An ego that shines like a bright, burning star
|
| A cock so heavy that it hangs like a chain
|
| I like to rock, baby, kick it all night
|
| In my cave, I’m just hangin' low
|
| When it’s time for dinner, then I’m always on time
|
| And when I find myself, you’ll be the first to know
|
| I’m gonna throttle high
|
| I’m gonna throttle down
|
| I’m gonna stick it where it don’t belong
|
| Gonna throttle bottom… out!
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| Throttle bottom
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| Throttle bottom
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| Throttle bottom |