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We gonna drop this next
For a money makin' that ain't with us no mo'
Yeah, B.I.G.

Hell no, we do this
For a thug that never seen it comin'
Yeah, Shakur

Nah bitch, I'm 'bout
Motherfuckin' and shit
What?

Ooh, rock me, Amadeus, ooh, rock me,
Ooh, rock me, Amadeus, ooh, rock me,
Ooh, me, Amadeus, ooh, rock me, Amadeus
Ooh, me, Amadeus, ooh, rock me, Amadeus
Ooh, rock me,

to OD on the Cold-Eeze
'Golden Girls' got me 'Sweatin' To The
Hanging out like Double Ds sip Island Iced Teas
Wrote to Mayor "Send a Shamrock Shake please"

Three o' clock on the dot, time to cruise for graders
tape the Weather Channel so that I can watch it later
Reruns of reruns, so what's
Dee's knocked up and Rog on again

throat a whole Nutty Buddy
Make to a batch of Silly Putty
Make a and Colgate sandwich and ate it
Go through "National Geographic" and draw panties on the

So I to dance naked in front of my pets
But my cat was so I sent him U.P.S.
Playin' the bottle' with my mom
I watch "Cops" with no on

Must've a fuse nothing going on
Lamer than the Pope, the walls like King Kong
Buggin' out like Tori eyes
Deader than the parents on a of Five'

Luciano on a treadmill
Not going nowhere, slim chance we
Less hip than Bo Jackson, bored like
Dick around like Goes To Hollywood'

Relax, don't do it, you wanna go to it
Relax, don't do it, when you wanna
Relax, do it, when you wanna go to it
Relax, don't do it, when you come

Nowhere to go, I wake up late
Just sit around and wait for my Old to activate
Stalemate, jailbait in 'My So-Called imprisonment
Amazing what a good breakfast make, isn't it?

I like to I'm speed reading
Never lose the sight of the thrill of
Don't need a shower today, some Brut by Faberge
the ass of my jeans, clean, they'll do another day

And I recycle, I sniff my own
I dial the wrong number, hope a conversation
I mean I might as well be listenin' to
Givin' myself a mullet the Flowbee to the Kirby

Make a prank call I'm a mime
Get stuck in just to pass the time
Sent a letter in the mail in Braille to Quest
Send me back my

Must've a fuse, nothing's going on
Lamer than the Pope, climb the walls King Kong
Buggin' out like Tori Spelling's
Deader the parents on a 'Party of Five'

Luciano Pavarotti on a
Not nowhere, slim chance we will
Less hip than Bo Jackson, bored wood
Dick around Frankie Goes To Hollywood

Relax, don't do it, when you go to it
Relax, don't do it, when you come
Relax, do it, when you wanna go to it
Relax, don't do it, when you wanna

I'm mighty tighty whitey and I'm plums
When you cum
I'm mighty tighty whitey and I'm smugglin'
you wanna cum

I'm mighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums
you wanna cum
I'm mighty whitey and I'm smugglin' plums
When you cum

Yo yo yo yo yo! it is, motherfuckers?
Aww shit, here comes
Hey Pac-Man, up?

Me, you bitches, I'm high on crack, wanna
No Pac-Man, are bad, nope, can't help you man
Pussies, whoa, shit!

Must've blown a fuse, going on
Lamer the Pope, climb the walls like King Kong
out like Tori Spelling's eyes
Deader than the on a 'Party of Five'

Pavoratti on a treadmill
Not going nowhere, slim we will
Less hip than Bo Jackson, bored wood
Dick around like Frankie Goes To

Relax, do it, when you wanna go to it
Relax, don't do it, when you come
Relax, don't do it, when you go to it
Relax, don't do it, when you cum

macaroni, holy macaroni
Holy macaroni, holy
Holy macaroni, macaroni
Holy macaroni, macaroni