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Asher Roth

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    This shit is jammin tho.

    In here bloody and muddy
    I'm smashing bottles of bubbly
    Run for cover, brother
    This thing here b-bout to get ugly
    Under a submarine bares the kitchen cupboard be
    Californication agin' more than david duchovny
    You making my jack a double please
    Serve it with the knuckle cheese
    Crocodile hunter and some buddy lee dungarees
    Barney rubble, trouble lover, something hubble never seen
    Floating like a butter wing stinging like a bumble thing
    I love it when I hear them scream, eat it like a tangerine
    Make you feel uneasy like your feet up on a trampoline
    Don't be so deceiving with your penis eating fantasy
    My semen is the meanest, undefeated when I plant a seed
    Hatin on me, hatin on me, wait for my decay
    You gon have to wait longer, I won't ever go away
    It's like they say: You go to vegas and most of it will stay
    You in dirty with some herpes, is it worth the price you pay?
    You deserve it little twerp, on the verge of something great
    Til some overrated lames in the game got in the way
    I'mma have to take it over: James and d wade
    It's neither the black sheep, would you look at david spade?
    Yeah I'm here to save the day, caped crusader, super 8
    If you're squeamish at proceeding I suggest you look away
    Yeah, beat it, best believe it when arena takes the stage
    You need a lighter when I feed em a liter of tanqueray
    Teething a type of pain, 18 is the riper stage
    It ain't easy to fight the feeling when dealing with hype and fame
    Leading the life of caine, I'll leave him and swipe his chain
    Breathing, nice to meet you
    Good evening, glad you came.

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    First of all, don't ever say a fuckin thing about the homie
    Call a favor in and leave your dyke mother very lonely
    You a phony doggy, holy shit
    Know the flow exquis-
    Eyes low, one-handed I control the whip
    No reservations needed to get the table
    I walk in, the chef calls me “chef” that's my label
    ? Infuse the oil, basil
    Standing like a man in situations, get disabled
    A lot of hundreds in the jacket pocket
    Know I blast the rocket, lift you in the air, just like an astronaut is
    Lack the passion novice, we play on all-madden
    Old glow jackets, navajo padded
    Been a grown man since the day I was born, you strange and deformed
    You sit at home while I get paid to perform
    Now we put em on the greyhound, 85 dollars
    Better choose wise bitch, you fuckin with some scholars
    Old impalas, jumping like rasheed wallace
    Smoking joints like a barbecue pit
    I'm honestly sick, some would say retarded and shit
    My mind sharp cause I eat garlic and shit
    Swervin the whip quick, little dick.

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