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Ohh, it's to my ears
Oh man, how can I describe the way I
great, man
Okay, let me see, how I begin?

Locked in wine cellar, all I had for lunch
Was bread, wine, more bread, wine and Cap'n
Red wine for and for brunch
And to soak it up and in between snack to munch

Mariah, happened to us?
Why did we have to break up? All I asked for was a glass of
You see I really asked for much
I can't imagine what's goin' you mind
After such a break up

With that hunk Luis Miguel
Nick Cannon better back the up
I'm not playin', I want her back you
This is Hello Kitty bedspread funk

Mixed Egyptian, with a little rap and punk
Zap and Eric Clapton shaft brings crunk
And baby, I want another crack at ya
You can beat me any spatula that you want

I mean I want ya bad, you cunt
Nick, you had your fun, come to kick you in your sack of junk
Man, I could use a fresh batch of
So prepare your vernacular for Dracula

Bagpipes from
When it ever cease for Pete's sakes, he's crazy to say the least
Bagpipes Baghdad
What's through my mind half the time
When my rhyme are up my

Bagpipes from
Somebody turn the sign on 'cause I'm gone blowin' up my
Bagpipes from
I run the streets and act like a mad man a glad

You can be a permanent in my lyrical mixture
I'm the whip, a trickster
My sound when the tube of lipsticks surround
I'm to put it on in an instant, wow, man

What an ensemble, what an assortment of
This beautiful pill dust in my
Cuticles get residue from touching the bottle
Never knew I could me so much of my mama

I cut you like Dahmer, a butcher knife on ya
The size of a sword, boy, I'm like the Red Sonja
Get it stuck in your cornea, nice knowin' ya
so fuckin' annoyin', drop the shovel, boy

You don't know what the you're doin'
I ain't playin' no more
Nick Cannon you prick, I wish you luck with the fuckin'
Every minute there's a sucka
up on Malakai and made the motherfuckers suck
On a corn

Shucka, shucka corn, shucka
Hit in the face with a hockey puck and told him it's fuckin' on
Now what the fuck are ya You're runnin' over the snow blower
With the lawnmower blowing your bagpipes from

from Baghdad
When will it ever cease for sakes, he's crazy to say the least
Bagpipes Baghdad
goin' through my mind half the time
When my are blowin' up my

from Baghdad
Somebody turn the 'Vacancy' sign on 'cause I'm blowin' up my
Bagpipes Baghdad
I run the streets and act like a mad man holdin' a bag

In the bed with two brain dead lesbian
I bet you they become
Nothin' will me from molestin' you
Titty fuckin' you 'till your breast nipple tickles my testicles

Is what they said, to the two conjoined
"How's it girlfriends, you need a boyfriend?"
You need ointment, just set up an appointment
Who's gonna see the first, we'll do a coin flip

I just got my one year sobriety coin
When the bad get goin', how bad does the get?
Baby, you shouldn't any trouble rubbin' groins with
Each other, especially when joined at the hip

I'm goin' to get the needle and thread from the kit
And attempt to 'em, and stitch them back at the loins, shit
Knew the boy with the chocolate chips, ahoy chip
Cookie looky, took me a Polaroid

Bagpipes Baghdad
When will it ever cease for Pete's sakes, crazy to say the least
Bagpipes Baghdad
What's goin' my mind half the time
When my are blowin' up my

from Baghdad
Somebody turn the 'Vacancy' sign on I'm gone blowin' up my
from Baghdad
I run the streets and act a mad man holdin' a glad bag of
Bagpipes Baghdad