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This beat so chill, take the boner pill Then eat telephone, oh grandma's tryna bone But I only eat they scones, I love baked goods I hate rhyming with good, fuck that Rockin' a tall ass tall hat, Abraham Lincoln My refrigerator tweakin', toilet keep leakin' So now my house smell like poop and then I gotta scoop All my shit, throw it against the wall while I ball Cause I'm a Dookie boy, Dookie shit for life Even got Dookie all over my knife I enjoy the publix deli, free YMW, Melly All he did was kill his homies, I ate knees Like bologna Starbucks white girl, I just killed a squirrel No way, Dookie boy, stay gay Yeah, Pop Tarts and Dookie farts for life Soy boy and poop dog, always grew up poopin' You try the shit better than your motherfuckin Losin' also fuck Adler Nation My poop is water, flows like wine It shouldn't be a crime to fuck a lime Lookin' up black, I'm the most prime The dick taste fine, like pickles Brine, hero brine, I'm scared, where's your lair My balls to be acquired For punishment for goin' to Pineapple University Well that's just not fair I'd fuck a bear, but I'm dead So is Toys R' Us my dick might get stuck If I have a heart attack or have a hiccup You should put the blick down before your Mom is nothing more than a stink up Look at my balls, they're nasty, it's grimy It doesn't taste good
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