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When do you get back home? Friday! (Friday, Friday) No, don't say that! [...] Question: Can a stupid call only would when you only wake up post meridian? Afternoon doesn't have a ring to it Dumb questions that are posed ad infinitum It's the Mary Jane iron and the wrankles in my brainum That are tag part of Johnny Walker, they be killin' 'em Killin' me rather, but I luv to chill with 'em Hit my 20s before I had the chance to bail wid her Aha Kaboom! Guess who in the room, it's Castle and his faithful steed In fig fan foom Got Larry to the mine mentality Jump through broom with the big face groom They tell me I should consume Consume, consume, that is bullshit You might need it! Here's some padded undies for your wife And some pills for your penis! I wrote this while watching the air commercial Yeah? Yeah, I can tell So pardon if my scribe is a little scrappy SongtexteHoe, I'm sippin' on my eighth cup of coffee Skeemin' on this money like Ponzey Not really, I just thought that line sounded cool If it were a leather jacket and some shades, it'd be the Fonsey Good feelin', used to be a wall flower like Jacob Dyllan Stomach like a cauldron for a witches breed Bearing shrums got me trippin' Aus Songtexte Mania