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Hey shawty what's yo numbah?
I got money in the bank
I'm rollin in my pimped out ride
Back up dat ass I wanna spank

I'm checkin' out you checkin' me
I'm gonna get you all alone
And when you naked on the 'flo
We'll down a bottle of patron

Oh goddddddddddd!!!

What the hell where did good taste go?
Another talentless hack on the radio
He never learned to sing,
He found his voice in a cereal box

There once was a time when it took more edge
Than a weekend course in studio knowledge
When lyrics meant something
And singers didn't sound like androids

Let me off this stroller coaster
I'm far too bored with the repeated repetition
Can't they find another toy
Cuz this one's played out, there's no competition

But in the meantime, I'll throw myself on the wagon

I can't sing, so I'm singing like a douchebag
Singing like a douchebag whoaaaaaaa
I've got no skill so I'm singing like a douchebag
Singing like a douchebag whoaaaaaaa
I think I'm a robot, I think I'm R2D2
Singing like a douchebag whoaaaaaaa
Do you believe in singing like a douchebag?
Douchebag, singing like a douchebag

Years ago when I was just a lad
I'd never heard a song with this pathetic fad
They can't hold a note, or carry a tune
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