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3.14 Apple Pi

アーティスト:Bo Burnham  アルバム:Bo Fo Sho 

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Let's do it Yo, yo, yo, what's up Word to my n-words Don't got bros, don't hang on the streets I don't beat my hos, I only beat my meat, yeah Don't womanize cause you know it's true that when you look in their eyes you see they're people too Mother effin' suffrage! I said mother effin' suffrage! You know I'm a gangsta, you know I do Coke, but I had to go to diet, cause it burnt my throat. I've been doin' drive-bys all of my life, except the bullets are newspapers, the car is my bike, yeah I said the car is my bike. yo yo 3.14 apple pi, I say I whip it out, I clean it off, I stick it in her eye, and by "it" I mean contact lens. It must have got dirty. yo yo yo 3.14 apple pi, I got rhymes and flows that make Hitler cry. George Bush won't, he'll just yell and rant but he's a presiDONT who ameriCANT. Oh my lord, the kid is on, he is clever, c'mon give it to him. I spit gangsta hymns, cause I'm a gangsta straight, I think of 20 inch rims when I masturbate. We're gonna be late, there's no time to waste, cause the girls that I date, have a particular taste. The taste of my weiner! The taste of my weiner.. Yo 3.14 apple pi Why was I born white no one quite knows why, Gansgstas sell their rocks, I got a collection. You couldn't get a rise out of a yeast infection. Ooh, what does that mean? Yeast rises Yo


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