Breaking News Interlude
How the fuck you do
I got a lot ta not ta lot ta not ta nothing to lose
So what's up what it do just in breaking news
Uh how the fuck you do
I got a lot ta not ta lot ta not ta nothing to lose
So what's up what it do just in breaking news
This just in better phone your home
And tell them callous cad is back and he is on the roam
You can touch my dick but leave my ass alone
I'm a prick yea I know
Uh I'm so cold but I'd rather be this then so so
You motherfuckers ain't shit if you solo
Damn motherfucker you so low
Yea but I get way up there
Sometimes I don't care and I just stay up there
Cause all this racket make me wanna pull my hair
But my bitch won't let me she said it ain't fair
Ouch fuck you I didn't mean to hurt you
I just needed somebody that I could go berserk to
Just give ya shit like mister hanky turd dude
Cause I'm about as wholesome as spitting in church food
Ewe when I roll I move
I wanna fuck these bitches by threes or twos
Maybe fours or fives or the six and sevens
But they'll put you through hell just to get to heaven
Damn dick why couldn't you be severed
Or why can't I learn my lesson
But man they gonna test him
Fuck it god bless him and trust him
He could it make it past these fuckers with less um yep um
Hey how the fuck you do
I got a lot ta not ta lot ta not ta nothing to lose
So what's up what it do just in breaking news
Uh how the fuck you do
I got a lot ta not ta lot ta not ta nothing to lose
So what's up what it do just in breaking news
I got a lot ta not ta lot ta not ta nothing to lose
So what's up what it do just in breaking news
Uh how the fuck you do
I got a lot ta not ta lot ta not ta nothing to lose
So what's up what it do just in breaking news
This just in better phone your home
And tell them callous cad is back and he is on the roam
You can touch my dick but leave my ass alone
I'm a prick yea I know
Uh I'm so cold but I'd rather be this then so so
You motherfuckers ain't shit if you solo
Damn motherfucker you so low
Yea but I get way up there
Sometimes I don't care and I just stay up there
Cause all this racket make me wanna pull my hair
But my bitch won't let me she said it ain't fair
Ouch fuck you I didn't mean to hurt you
I just needed somebody that I could go berserk to
Just give ya shit like mister hanky turd dude
Cause I'm about as wholesome as spitting in church food
Ewe when I roll I move
I wanna fuck these bitches by threes or twos
Maybe fours or fives or the six and sevens
But they'll put you through hell just to get to heaven
Damn dick why couldn't you be severed
Or why can't I learn my lesson
But man they gonna test him
Fuck it god bless him and trust him
He could it make it past these fuckers with less um yep um
Hey how the fuck you do
I got a lot ta not ta lot ta not ta nothing to lose
So what's up what it do just in breaking news
Uh how the fuck you do
I got a lot ta not ta lot ta not ta nothing to lose
So what's up what it do just in breaking news
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Writer(s): John Riffle
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