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I don't got no legs, put I got pockets They fat, they fat Stacks upon stacks [?], yeah I don't got no arms either Either way I got you It just so happens that I don't got hands like them other boys I don't have eyes, but I see you I see you pick a dude for the [?] you I don't feel my lips moving I don't know what to tell you, yeah I don't even got no D for you No knees, I can't get down on one for you I ain't got no feet to be swept off If I did, I'd be falling for you I ain't seen my body for a minute Scattered on the hilltops Put it on a milk box So now you got my digits, [?], ey Won't you tell me if my arms are [?] Tell me if my legs are going too fast Down this nu path, yeah I payed to be, [?] Letras de cancionesFeeling like shredded cheese I just sold a record, played, and had to pay for the therapy Irony taste heavenly Well, my bill's payed [?] pretty chill today I could be on the run [?] moving If [?] let me [?] You should see me with my limbs intact Used to be a [?], but you left What if I went and built myself up from scratch? What if I did that for you? I ain't seen my body for a minute Scattered on the hilltops Put it on a milk box So now you got my digits, [?], ey Won't you tell me if my arms are [?] Tell me if my legs are going too fast Down this nu path, yeah Maybe I could lead you Down this nu path, nu Nu, nu, nu, nu From Letras Mania