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(Jorma) Hey yo, new Island, 2011, let's get 'em Kiv!
(Akiva) Hey yo my dick work, that shit is soft as a pillow,
My girly lookin' at me
You for dude?
(Jorma) Hey yo, hold up, up. We gotta come harder than that. Yo, tell 'em Andy...
(Andy) I think there might be something with my dick,
It's like a melted of butter
So soft that it can't a rubber
(Jorma) Hey yo, on man, this is Lonely Island. People are countin' on us. I gotta write all these motherfuckers myself-
Hey yo, I I broke my dick in the sink,
so small and ugly,
All smashed and like it was playin' rugby,
Hold up, hold up, is serious. Kiv, let 'em know.
(Akiva) Yo for real though, I suffer from stinky
Every time I 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 dick looks the fat that you cut off a steak,
Smashed in my balls went and stepped on a rake,
(Jorma) Island, Grammy-nominated, yeah! Hit 'em again.
(Akiva) Yo, straight out the box with my little shrimp,
I was an eight year old before the doctor found my dick.
(Jorma) We make too much money for this shit! music...
(Andy) I shit the bed cause my dick played a on my butt,
Straight crept when I slept and a laxative up!
(Jorma) Depository music! What y'all know incontinence?
(Akiva) I got C from a horse, but no confusion,
It wasn't from the sex, it was the transfusion!
(Jorma) What?! Motherfucker got horse blood! What got?
(Andy) I write freaky fan-fiction where fuck!
Got CGI licking Marmaduke's nuts!
(Jorma) Wooo! I would like to see that! This that Garfield sex music! Now 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 just sounds nice! Imma call it right there. Game over, motherfuckers. Lonely Island, we started this fake-rap shit. The world needs us!