I spilled all the toothpaste,I'm starin at your shoelace,because your
ask me 4 anythingid give you every thinganything money could
Behold the beastInside of meComing at you quickLike a lunaticEven
...in al capone's vault, but it wasn't geraldo's fault.it was
saturday night on the townthat's the night i'm gettin' downwith
Well the mic goes crazy when I step to the
Debbie your the one that I'm thinkin' ofYou got me
tie me up, to a car.drivin' trough, stripper bar.make me
Giant sh*t balls for lunch my dear my dearThe poison
I got the peanut butter an the jam,an I'm rockin
Hurricane kisses, lollipop wishes.Running with the scissors, as the soda
smooth as ice, hot as hellthrowing out music like a
I got the blues (peelin out cheerioes)I got the blues
I got all my senses ...on a plateI got all
It's not incorrect,it was hangin' off my neck.It smothered all
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