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(Jorma) Hey yo, new Island, 2011, let's get 'em Kiv!
(Akiva) Hey yo my don't work, that shit is soft as a pillow,
My lookin' at me like
You for real
(Jorma) Hey yo, hold up, hold up. We gotta harder than that. Yo, tell 'em Andy...
(Andy) I think there might be something with my dick,
It's like a melted stick of
So soft that it can't fill a
(Jorma) Hey yo, come on man, this is Lonely Island. People are countin' on us. I gotta all these motherfuckers myself-
Hey yo, I I broke my dick in the sink,
so small and ugly,
All and flat like it was playin' rugby,
Hold up, up, this is serious. Kiv, let 'em know.
(Akiva) Yo for real though, I suffer from dick
time I take a piss it smells just like shit
(Jorma) Ha ha, yeah, that's what I'm talking about. Andy, 'em how it's done.
(Andy) My looks like the fat that you cut off a steak,
Smashed in like my went and stepped on a rake,
(Jorma) Island, Grammy-nominated, yeah! Hit 'em again.
(Akiva) Yo, straight out the box with my soggy shrimp,
I was an year old girl before the doctor found my dick.
(Jorma) We make too much money for this shit! music...
(Andy) I the bed cause my dick played a prank on my butt,
crept when I slept and stuck a laxative up!
(Jorma) Depository music! What y'all know incontinence?
(Akiva) I got C from a horse, but no confusion,
It wasn't the sex, it was the blood transfusion!
(Jorma) What?! Motherfucker got horse blood! y'all got?
(Andy) I write freaky where cartoons fuck!
Got CGI Garfield Marmaduke's nuts!
(Jorma) Wooo! I would like to see that! This Garfield sex music! Now y'all just showing off! Preach.
(Akiva) I got a friend Reggie who lives down at the dump,
other week I swing by to bring him some lunch!
(Jorma) Oh! Now that just sounds nice! Imma call it right there. Game over, motherfuckers. Lonely Island, we started this fake-rap shit. The needs us!