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asher roth - fuck up da fun lyrics

who want it?
who-who want it?
gimme 4 fives at the door for a 20.
tell ya grandma imma need more money
gonna catch you wide eye little steve buscemi
ready, steady, chased like i’m chevy
gotta make a move like i need a new tenant
started with a tune make the whole room pregnant
now one dudes cool now theres 1 too many
petty freddy, now dont sweat it
name your top 5 im ten times better
kick me outside, imma come back dreaded
with a thick repertoire like what now boy
bullet, bullet, bang bang bullet
let the thang rang, gonna slice that bullet
think a gang bang, when i think things gully
but the big bang gang pull strains like a mullet
holy moly, boy look at him
what a tom boy when hes bored in the gym
whatcha die for, is it poured to the rim
i’m imported by jordan recording the gym
record for the win, h–rd for the grim
enjoying the scoring, restoring the zen
thought i adorned the store young men
when you thrive when i work new york in a cent
down in the south i’m browsing about
in the times i’m bound to cow to a mouse

now’s for the tout stick around for the bout
arousing aloud, you could tell how i tout
pound for the pound like im out for the count
and its 1-2-3-4-5 yo hes out
who want what,
i could dance on the floor with two left foot
i stand with a sword making nuance cut
making men on the sh-r-, got his two nuts cupped
god d-mn so pure only two upchuck
no zanax to pour i dont do that stuff
imma santa sword, blood l-st
rough amatuer rants and a dumask rug
its the true best of
understand it’s a sham your plans a no no
me and these rap games
it’s like t and coco
way before the show it was jams and go gos
for those who don’t know it
it was ropes and gold moats
houses go broke, but the blow ups don’t know
show’s a bozo, but oh you do do do
its so low dont impose the growth bro
know ya role ho i flow pro bono
you two don’t getcha confused
i bruise if you bruise
and ooze like prune juice
lose a tooth goofin off
you goofs troops
’cause all this new bruise
and rooter’s new bruise they do like who’s who
and b–bs is what i do
do enthusiast get moody when i come through
show you the true meaning of briliance and never lose
tell me the truth now me and…
we’re gonna be rude
and fought over a dog
thanks a lot dog and when they say you a frog
ask a shot making strangers say
then take our best men and lay them up in the sod
ain’t never saw a parade in a thong
and i pray for the day these stripes in the sun
changing the game then thank when i’m gone
one thing straight and i’m great when i’m on
h-lla strong
pretty huge biceps

- asher roth lyrics

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