I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end
I got a friend named chris rent
And her smile lit up the room
By a crackhead named june
But you must sell a tall tale of a dell and a florist named nel
And even if i do i know my momma gon be well
Learned to hustle from a guy named mel
Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell
There used to be a guy named undertaker
You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir
It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see
Maybe i'll have a wife, and a beautiful boy named brady/
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