Still lay low between the treble and the bass though
Like a fool he pulled his money eya-eya o
Let's duck away for a moment, from the points that i made
Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate
I thought it'd get better but
Walk wit a waddle, like daffy duck
You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup
They offered me a mill, just starin' at the old duck
And filmed the motherfuckin' crimes up on a tape recorder,
So i told her i got something you've been waiting for
I had a cape but lost the tape
Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight
Fly as ricky steam boat
Up and then soar the rope,
Trying to look like a duck, selfie-girl knows whats up
I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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