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I'm like a G in a pea coat Kumquat, cum yacht, skeet skeet in a boat Fuck you think I'm knee deep in it fo' For cheese nigga please feed me free reefer and coke Pop some midol and I'm all set Run down to midtown get my balls wet But not that tranny action I'm talking moms mabley baby, granny Jackson Designed this flyer in papyrus font Sent an e-mail just to see what Miley Cyrus want She told me comic sans I'm not a damn mind reader Besides these Y's look like I's on the wifebeater You don't like us? Well keep a distance from us Give us ten feet mincemeat pita chips and humus My mantra is get rich or die trying Or try dying, or try iron on tie dying Could try briars brand yogurt Beware of leviathans they try to scam ogres Ask Shrek he can vouch Peace to Selma Hayek's ass, chest, cheeks, and mouth Damnit I have needs I ain't an ass man show me calves and knees I'm smelling mustard gas in the breeze Stuck the brass in the P in the aspirin machine Yo now everyone do the George Wendt Camping outside with Mormons in an orange tent Watching the foreign kids perform rent On a warm fence... for 44 cents From Letras Mania