Paroles Revenge Isn't A Meal At All de Colten with Wings

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grab your nuts and slap a girl.
it don't matter, cause you run this world.
tell a story about how cool you are.
bustin' a cap in hoes in your super fly car.
but with that attitude you won't get far.
if it was up to me,
when you're reaching for those stars,
you'll be dead by 23.

oh yeah, lets dance.
oh yeah, don't forget its a disco.
oh yeah, fire ants..
oh yeah, we're on fire! lets go.
oh yeah, party stance!
oh yeah, i left my walet in my other pants though.

sorry you fucking pitiful fuck.
losing your dog is horrible luck.
singing about how your wife left you for a black guy.
dancing about it drunk, then leaving with a black eye.
volcano! baking soda!? i wanna cover you in vinegar.
the heat is hotter, the man is game, the stare is lame, but the muscles are bigger.
now you're screaming at the top of your lungs, "i'm gunna get dat nigger!"

oh yeah, lets dance.
oh yeah, don't forget its a disco.
oh yeah, fire ants..
oh yeah, we're on fire! lets go.
oh yeah, party stance!
oh yeah, i left my walet in my other pants though.

oh yeah, lets dance.
oh yeah, don't forget its a disco.
oh yeah, fire ants..
oh yeah, we're on fire! lets go.
oh yeah, party stance!
oh yeah, i left my walet in my other pants though.

braindead and hypnotized, little following eyes.
you're a little rebel, but you fly their kites.
women pleasure men, do you really have to be old to be wise?
all the little kiddies go outside.
your step-mother has to give your father a nice suprise.
she has a dick almost as long as mine.
yeah, your step-mom is a guy.
she's a mother-fucking man.
with an adam's apple as big as your hand,
closed as a fist, it isn't hard to miss.
close your eyes and follow me into the abyss.
you're my wife, and you're barely stripped.
for now!

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