I was bred to get it in, no spoon
Just regret the fact that i left too soon
Got a little too much confidence and seem shook
Should i say the fake leg made out of wood
How much wood could a wood chuck chuck
Trying to get away, but i think im stuck
Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look
But really your lyrics have no taste its like eatin a piece of wood
Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took
And hide like a beast under the wood
Use my watch as a pawn to get your queen took
Graspin at her hair givin holly all the wood
If a wood chuck could chuck wood
No hook, fuck a hook
Got my spoon tucked, you know im a thug
And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck
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