Fuck crappy haircuts and these khaki pants,
We getting money, you can face the facts
Or something that you paid for
Your pants get hit with cancer
Need it in my hands, and i need it in my pants
Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands
This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands
Why's the mouse sticky can you pickup your pants
And'll lift you up, like the pants on urkel
Forever i ain't run yet and i never will
Yeah, right, get over here faster
Your pants get hit with cancer
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