Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights
I'm in your head like mnemonic device
And she doesnt know it but i hid a trackin device inside her skirt
I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard
Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though
Leaving you with a breathing device, screaming "just let go!"
I'm everything that they call nice
And i'm the super-learning device.
See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice
Homie he is rapping like a compu device
Balls deep in this evil device, meeting his sweet demise
This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines
Finally i will give you an advice change your photo or it will blow your comp device
It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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