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One, two One, two, three, quatro See, I need an excuse to call a couple buddies And you need an excuse to dress a little slutty You could be my Nicki, we could ditch like Summer Jam You could be my Alice, treat Manhattan like it's Wonderland Transporter, Jason Statham, in my brother's van Give money to the bums, I'm trick-or-treating with a couple grand When I kick a dirty verse, get a dirty hearse 'Cause I can be October, baby, you could be the 31st Oh, ho, ho We'll kill the night no suspects Oh, ho, ho You're Marilyn and I'm James Dean Oh, ho, ho Dance like a stripper named Candy Oh, ho, ho Treat every night like it's Halloween Go, go, yeah You could be Rihanna, I could be the rude boy You're the desperate housewife while I could be the pool boy If you tryna jerk then I could be a New Boy You could be the pitbull and I could be the chew toy, woof! SongtexteGarbage man, janitor, mop it up I'm be Seth Rogen, I'll pretend to knock you up Treat me like I'm King James, heat it up, Wade and 'em Treat you like I'm Rocky, I'mma beat it up, Adrian Oh, ho, ho We'll kill the night no suspects Oh, ho, ho You're Marilyn and I'm James Dean Oh, ho, ho Dance like a stripper named Candy Oh, ho, ho Treat every night like it's Halloween Treat every night like it's Halloween, oh, ho, ho Treat every night like it's Halloween, oh, ho, ho Treat every night like it's Halloween, oh, ho, ho Oh, ho, ho We'll kill the night no suspects Oh, ho, ho You're Marilyn and I'm James Dean Oh, ho, ho Dance like a stripper named Candy Oh, ho, ho Treat every night like it's Halloween Aus Songtexte Mania