Swear to god that i can solve them without involving revolving michael or amit
When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep
Amit says he wants to do it, well i guess we gotta do it
I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet
Now everybody put your hands up high
He's known as amit, i call him mr. do or die
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