Jump out of bed and I head for the grapenuts Eat em quick or they soggy and that sucks Trying to find a clean pair of socks and a shirt Still sporting the same drawers even though they hurt
In the fridge, there's a Faygo, it tastes ill Cuz it's flatter then a bitch on a big wheel I got a few money-backs and a little change So I'm heading to the store when the phone rings
What up man, check it out, I know this bitch She's got another friend with her and her dad's rich If we find us a ride out to Wyandotte Guarenteed, we can fuck em both on the spot
Oh shit, let me call Bill Bill I wanna go and let my nuts do the windmill He ain't home, fuck, I'll call Mike Clark Cuz I know he can get the fuckin Skylark
He said he can, but he's broke and it needs gas But I wanna buy this Faygo, think fast I know my brother Jump Steady's got a few bones But that's going through his shit when he ain't home
Nevermind J, Legs loned me a ten No need to get punched in your head again Tell Mike to scoop me up right away And it's Faygo and neden hoes all day
Fuck yeah, I throw my Pro Wings on my feet Lock the house, and wait for em in the street I wish I had a piece of gum or something fuck My mouth still kinda tastes grapenuts
Here they come, nope, it wasn't them Seems like the same car's driving by again It pulls up, hey man, you're outta luck What, what ya say man
(gunshot)
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