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I WALK MY WALK IN HI TOP SNEAKERS

TALK MY TALK IN HI FI SPEAKERS

GOT A NEXTEL WALKIE TALKIE ONCE I LOST MY BEEPER

MY NEXT CELL THE BLACK AND WHITE SIDEKICK WE GO DEEPER

WRITING ON THE 3'S HI LIGHTED KEY PAD FEATURE

SURE BEAT THE PEECHY FOLDERS INSIDE MY TRAPPER KEEPER

LIKE IM A BE A RAPPER MAKE MY LIVING AS A TEACHER

WHILE MY MOMMY'S AFTER A MASTER DEGREE TO BE A PREACHER

OR PASTOR PAID FOR HER BACHELORS IN REEFER

SHE WAS BAD DAD NEVER HAD A BOTTOM FEEDER

THATS WHY IM HOT WHEN I WAS 1 I GOTTA FEVER

GLAD TO BE ALIVE NOT IN A CASKET OR A FREEZER

DONT PUT ME IN A REST HOME WHEN IM AN OLD GEEZER

I WANNA BE IN BEVERLY HILLS LIKE WEEZER

NO DRIVE BYS BUT I LIVE BY ALOT OF TWEAKERS

DONT ROCK A T SHIRT AND YOUR GIRL SAYING IM A KEEPER

NEVER HEARD HER SAY ONE WORD BOUT NO MANS

PROBABLY CUZ WE BOTH LIKE TO TALK WITH OUR HANDS

INNOCENT CHIT CHATTIN AINT TALKIN ROMANCE

SINCE WE USUALLY SPEAK IN QWERTY KINDA LIKE HOLDING HANDS

AND IM JUST TRYIN TO CHILL KNOW SHE SAY SHE GOT PLANS

CAME TO THE WRONG PLACE TO FALL IN LOVE IM NOT FRANCE

LONG DISTANCE BILLS KILL WILL THIS STAND A CHANCE?

NOW IM SAYIN TAKE ME OUT LIKE FRANZ FERDINAND

NO YELLOW RUBBER BANDS LIVESTRONG LIKE LANCE

IF YOU WERE A GOLDEN GIRL WOULD YOU BE MY BLANCHE

AND KEEP ME ON THE SIDE HOPE IM FREE LIKE RANCH

OR CHIPS AND SALSA I'D DIP YOU IF WE SLOW DANCE

I NEED TO KNOW YOUR STANCE CANT FEEL YOU LIKE TRANCE

ONLY HIT ME WHEN YOU NEED ALONE TIME LIKE CAL GRANTS

NO *69 SOMEBODY CALL AN AMBULANCE

911 ITS HARD KEEPING GIRLS OUT MY PANTS

GUESS MY GOAL'S TO GET A JET CENTERFOLD TO LET ME FOLD HER FROM THE CENTER

WHET HER APPETITE LEFT LEFTOVERS AT DINNER

WE'D GET UP OVER WINTER

MET HER OVER THE INTERNET

WET BEHIND THE EARS LEFT CLICK AND IM A ENTER

DOT NET OR DOT COM I FORGOT TO REMEMBER

'MEMBER I HAD HER WHIPPED SHE EGO TRIPPED IN MY BLENDER

I'D FIND THE TIME AND SEND HER ON HER WAY

SHE STAY ON HER OWN BUT HOME FOR THE HOLIDAYS

HOLLER TODAY OR BE BORROWING SOMEBODY'S GIRL TOMORROW

COMMIT TO SWALLOW FEARS LIKE CHEERLEADERS SHE FOLLOW

I LIVE BY THE MOTTO THAT I LIVE BY NO MOTTOS

I LIVE BY NO MODELS KNOW THEY BOTTLED UP WITH COKE

SHE THOUGHT I WAS DOPE WAS BEFORE SHE COME TO KNOW ME

CALLED ME HOMEY PROBABLY KNOWING IM GONNA BLOW

GOOD IM GON' GO YOU'LL BE LONELY WHEN IM ON

COULDA BEEN MY TENDERONI LIKE BOBBY BROWN

IM GOIN GOING GONE