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