| Moanin' and a heavin' on a hot sticky can
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| I’m cravin' chocolate Exlax and my G.E. |
| fan
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| I’m taggin' on the wall how I got in this jam
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| And said, «M.S.G. |
| money Margaritas and my man»
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| Storin' up my supper coffee and my snacks
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| The shits pilin' up kinda feels like a cramp
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| Instant relief is what I need to ease
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| The mega colon that’s inside of me
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| Nightmares of my dinner at the China doll
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| Thinkin' 'bout my wardrobe gonna get at the mall
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| TV guide cosmo I’m runnin' out of mags
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| And I just smoked a pack of my cool fags
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| Finger in my hole gettin' into the dig
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| There’s cum stains in my panties and jizz in my wig
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| My man calls me cherry, think’s I’m uptight
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| But I’m gonna blow him off 'cuz I’m dynamite
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| I’m Sandra H. not Sandra D
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| And my lady Y-Vonne standin' next to me
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| She said, «Holy shit,» I said, «Yes, that is it»
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| Now our mega colon is a big big hit
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| Mega colon
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| Thinkin' 'bout my man it really makes me sick
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| The shit got soft steamy slick
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| It came out in a blast that was really foul
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| Forget the white clouds I need the bounty towel
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| I need a new life, I got to reform
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| I can’t take my strife in this thunderstorm
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| I got to be strong, got to be brave
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| Don’t wanna bear the title this toilet slave
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| I’m Sandra H not Sandra D
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| With my lady Y-Vonne standin' next to me
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| We are fly white girls movin' in New York City
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| Our rhymes aren’t tough but our faces are pretty
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| We were hangin' out in bars lookin' for a groom
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| When we met each other in the ladies room
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| She said, «Holy shit,» I said, «Yes that is it»
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| Now mega colon is a big big hit
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| Mega colon
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| Fly white girls movin' in New York City
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| Fly white girls movin' in New York City
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| Fly white girls movin' in New York City
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| Fly white girls movin' in New York City
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| Fly white girls movin' in New York City |