| I talk no English, my mind feels caged
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| I look so slim, but I had a witness
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| I sound like a cricket, sitting in the grass
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| Make all that jazz, bo-bomb that bass
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| Don’t underestimate your opponent
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| Yeah I’m skinny, but I really want it
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| With Superpowers, Antique Model
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| Child of Chaos, double trouble (trouble)
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| I beat my meat like dogs in heat
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| Kinda nympho so I don’t sleep
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| I freak, ejaculating on your feet
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| Always loved training girls, cause they’re not weak
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| And my body is a castle, life’s a hustle
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| Protected by all these unbreakable muscles
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| Bitch you ain’t got, shit on me
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| Money on my mind, gold on my pinky
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| Got lots of wet dreams, and a dry sense of humour
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| Listening to techno in my black bumer
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| Throw my shit, and now, hands in the summer
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| With my nordic blood, I’m the god of thunder
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| Need to stay rough, cause life is a jungle
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| Follow my impulse like master shit psycho
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| In a cycle, I moonwalk like Michael
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| And my flow just like Baikal, flush!
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| Wooh-hoo-hoo!
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| If I break the rules, then I got the answer, 'cause I am disco dancer
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| Just make me some room, I still wanna groove, and this bastard only gets faster
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| (yeahhh)
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| If I break the rules, then I got the answer, 'cause I am disco dancer
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| Just make me some room, I still wanna groove, and this bastard only gets faster
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| If I break the rules, then I got the answer, 'cause I am disco dancer
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| Just make me some room, I still wanna groove, and this bastard only gets faster
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| If I break the rules, then I got the answer, 'cause I am disco dancer
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| Just make me some room, I still wanna groove, and this bastard only gets faster
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| (hah) |