Shloorpee

Everyone calls me Super Fatty Daddy
I could have a heart attack because I am super fat
I don't give a single shit, Imma keep on eating shit
I don't want a little bit, I just want a lot of bit
Burger in my left hand, candy in my right hand
now all that's missing is a motherfucking Slurpee
It's July 11th, the day I go to heaven
I can get a Slurpee at seven Eleven

At seven Eleven! At seven Eleven
I get a free Slurpee at seven Eleven

A FREE SLURPEE
A FREE SLURPEE
Yeah! I want a Slurpee
I really want, I really want a Slurpee
Give me that Slurpee
I want a Slurpee
Yeah! A FREE SLURPEE
From seven Eleven

So I walked into the store at 10 PM
The perfect time to be a whore.
Did you get shot?
And speaking of whores, the one running the store told me
as soon as I walked in the door that they aren't giving free Slurpees anymore
I be creepin' day and night
And of course this triggered me and caused me to scream
HOW ON EARTH AM I SUPPOSED TO CREAM?!
I just can't be here anymore, I think I'm going to be ill
I- I'm going to flee to Brazil
Come on everybody, come with me
I'm going to get you some free Slurpees

Do you have your passport?
I got it

Come to Brazil! Come to Brazil!
Come to Brazil! Beautiful Brazil!
Beautiful country, beautiful women!
Beautiful country, beautiful women!
Come to Brazil! Come to Brazil!

Take it to the bridge

SLURPEES! Yeah, Slurpees
We got a free Slurpee
Slurpees! Slurpee, Slurpees
Yeah! We got my Slurpees
I got my Slurpees
You got your Slurpees
We got our Slurpees
Yeah
Our free Slurpees
Our free Slurpees

Did you get your shots? Girl, would you like to come back with Rob
To America? America!



Credits
Writer(s): Taylor Bailey
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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