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Mc Chris Eating S Not Cheating

[mc chris] I'm like Kenny Rogers in "Six Pack," girls won't give my dick back All this sex affects my syntax, the pistol I pack's impact Make's you gasp

[Verse 1] I got an allergy, for every pedigree So I got myself a robot dog that's Japanese But yo, he's hard to please He's always gotta pee But he never

kids Our dads call us bastards mom's always plastered We're the closest thing to suburban gangsters Cold air's what we breathe our vests have no sleeves It's

yeah! Fuck yeah! [mc chris] I never carry a gun, I just carry my tongue When it's not knee deep in pork it's acidic and forked I'd mission abort, don

x2: using voicebox] Boys don't cry, they prefer ballin And shot callin, tear drops fallin I'm jonzin harder than Gollum Please God say that's London callin [mc chris

left behind, let me hear you say word [mc chris] She's a go getter dressed in a sweater We watched _Black Hawk Down_ together Her name's Heather, there's

mc chris] mc chris will appear from the rear with headphones on his ears And a head full of tears, because his girly is not near And he fears she be on a pimp's