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I tell you my friends I'm telling you something that you've never even heard before I'm stressed I'm telling you that I need something to drink I need some pills and some weed Some xanax and some blue tylenol Here we go As above so below Down at the show Where the gerls come innocent and the gerls leave hoes Those that luv to cuddle And those that wear rings Those that long to to grab my nuts And those that luv to sing Those on the speaker stacks And those where the tally whacker whacks And those that whisper sweet nothings While laying on their backs Those that are barflies With crocodile tears in their eyes Those that luv to drink And those that luv to get high Those that give me hugs And those that give me Kisses Letras de cancionesPlease drop your panties and grant me 3 wishes Those that love me and those that luv you Those that luve monogomous and luv group sex to Where the turntables spin like so many black holes We were thrown down from heaven We are the lonely souls Where the gerls luv to run So that they can shake their things The wisest of wise men Can suck my ding-a-ling From the club To the Shanty To the house down below Where the gerls come innocent and the gerls leave hoes I'm telling you this And I'm telling you that While I'm riding atop the back of a black cat when I heard you album I thought it sounded like crap The name of your band should be " knee deep in shat " This is what i say And this is where i sat Beating in you skull With a fucking baseball bat Down yonder hithro And over yonder way MTV Sucks And the shit on the radio is gay Yes where we luv to romp And where we luv to play I'm a pimp like the government And I always get paid Where we sip the sinister syrup And we sip the marmalade The economy is dead dieing It's dried up like doomsday Smoking out with he that walks behind the rows We're rolling legs of lamb And we're rolling big toes We suckle codeine And we does from the vile When you shake your booty Oh how it makes me smile With a shit eating attitude And a shit eating grin You can suck a fart out of my ass Because even senators sin Oh how many wars can we fight at 1 time Where the worker makes a nickle And the lawyer makes a dime Yep Yep My Dear Lemme get a sip of your water I wont put my mouth on the bottle Visions of the living photograph Old e , redbull, and hennesy to Where we ran with sluts And where we ran with fools With the most precious of jewels Smoking newports and kools Go and tell the devil that I broke all the golden rules Where I listen to donald glaude And I listen to judge jules This is what I say And this is what I said Where the gerls pull down their panties That are black , pink, & red With the blackest of stockings That were oh pulled up high When I got her in the bed Yes I could here her sigh She saw my donkey dick And said Oh it is thick She showed me where the babies grow And then we smoked a little off a brick This is what I know And this is what I said Bitch I luv you Like god luvs those that raise the dead Yep Yep My Dear Ghetto Hoes Shake Your Jelly Rolls Visions of the living photograph At the state palace Or at the space bar With the parking lot posse Drunk driving a car Break out a philly and lets go smoke on a gar Yes my dear darling I'll help you with your bra Oh how I luv you And how I long to know you better I've never tasted a pussy That was sweeter or wetter Some would call me a racist And some would call me a pig But those people are just jealous Cause they know my records are the biggest of the big Yep Yep My Dear Somebody pass me a bottle of tussin Where the vicks vapo rub is Lemme get a back rub Glow sticking in cosmic pools of jello shots Ya'll know ya'll laid up in a hotel room Renting a $100 worth of porn Laid up in the shower beating your dick The smell of cigarette smoke in the breeze Dirty clothes all over the floor The bathroom mirror making your face look all broke out and funky If you ain't got the money to buy clothes to get into the club You can always come to the rave Ya'll sing the chorus with me now You and I I need another pill I need another pill If this luv is real Give me some X pills If this luv is real That's the way them club slutz do it Twizzler thongs and Cotten candy crotches Fruit Roll Up panties Pink handcuffs Sippin' lemonaide in the shade From Letras Mania