Don Junior You're High

Your daddy hates you but he loves your sis
That sick muthafucka he can't resist
No place for you in his life or for that dusty trophy wife
It's obvious you're desperate you want his love and attention but
One thing is true in a sea of lies you got an endless coke supply
If you're holding can you set me up?
I won't call you buttercup
Pretend I like you
But the world knows this is true
Your skin is thin and your jaw is glass
Gonna snort your blow then kick your ass
I see it in your eyes Don Junior you're high
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I get that you were beaten down by that psychotic orange clown
But that don't get you off the hook cuz when I take a closer look
At your vile family tree disgusting fucks are all I see
Now I take comfort in the fact you're prison bound you dickless hack!
If you're holding can you set me up?
I won't call you buttercup
Pretend I like you
But the world knows this is true
Your skin is thin and your jaw is glass
Gonna snort your blow then kick your ass
I see it in your eyes Don Junior you're high



Credits
Writer(s): Lance Brown-ochs
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