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It was once a dark lonely summer's eve on the lonely streets of Sunset |
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When the Lord called upon 6 crazy M.C's |
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J Dog, Charlie Scene, Johnny 3 Tears, Da Kurlzz and Tha Producer |
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Hey, uh, man you forgot the homie Funny Man, c'mon |
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And I can show you how to hump without making love |
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The way you look at me I can tell that you're a freak |
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And I'll be laying in the sun, bottle and a gun |
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The way you look at me I can tell that you're a freak |
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My clothes are always retro |
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Sexual like I'm hetero |
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And I play a ************ like Nintendo, Zelda |
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Take a fun ride in my Benzo |
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Funny as *******, I should do stand up |
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Bust caps at the crowd like I don't give a ******* |
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******* you, got a gold ass grill |
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Hit me on the sidekick if you wanna chill |
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Hop in the ride, let's roll |
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I'm a baritone with a voice that's so low |
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It'll make your speakers explode |
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And I'll drop your panties to the floor, ah |
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Let me bend you over, let me lay you sideways |
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Hop in the back girls, freaky Fridays |
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If you got beef, then you better step up ************ |
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Hollywood Undead ain't nothin' to ******* with |
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And I can show you how to hump without making love |
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The way you look at me I can tell that you're a freak |
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And I'll be laying in the sun, bottle and a gun |
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The way you look at me I can tell that you're a freak |
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Girl come and smoke my pole like a Marlboro |
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Introduce me to your mom as Charl-O |
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It's Charlie Scene, shake your ass to the bass |
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Wait till you see my face, hey ************ |
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Wear them tight jeans that show your ass crack |
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My first name gives Vietnam flash backs |
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I get drunk and do the same old, same old |
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Take three girls home and call them Charlie's Angels |
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What'chu gonna do after we get signed? |
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I'm gonna lose my mind |
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Get 30 inch spinners and pimp my ride |
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Go back in time, be there that night and save 2 Pac's life |
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Then pay my fine for getting caught ******* on the Hollywood sign |
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I got the game on lock, I'll have a bottle and a glock |
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With biceps like The Rock |
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Buy Tom's soul back from Rupert Murdoch, hey |
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And I can show you how to hump without making love |
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The way you look at me I can tell that you're a freak |
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And I'll be laying in the sun, bottle and a gun |
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The way you look at me I can tell that you're a freak |
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Get down, I'll show you how |
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C'mon girl, let me show you how |
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And let's get freaky deaky now |
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Get down, I'll show you how |
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C'mon girl, let me show you how |
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And let's get freaky deaky now |
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And I can show you how to hump without making love |
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The way you look at me I can tell that you're a freak |
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And I'll be laying in the sun, bottle and a gun |
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The way you look at me I can tell that you're a freak |
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Get down, I'll show you how |
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If you got beef then you better step up ************ |
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Hollywood Undead ain't nothing to ******* with |
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Get down, I'll show you how |
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I'll have a bottle and a glock with biceps like The Rock |
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Buy Tom's soul back from Rupert Murdoch |
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************, what mother******? |
