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dropping a popped locket - damien and ralph sleep butt to face lyrics

yeah, they say my style’s too hot, yo
(d-mn, why?)
got a pocket full of fire, man

(oh.)
and all the haters just try to stop me, yo
(d-mn, why?)
it’s time for you to just retire, man
(yeah, don’t flatter yourself.)
you probably think this song is about you, don’t you?
you probably think this song is about you, don’t you?
i got a pocket full of fire, man
and i roll it like some tires, man
call me vince
kiss my -ss and get fired, man
you know i got the fix
call me plier-man
ha, sh-t’s funny, b-tches hatin’
i cop a cigarillo at the clark station
i’m italiano and i’m part asian
you star gazin’ when you look at me
your heart races when you look at me
i’m gettin’ gone, and you john elton
i’m propane and you so lame
like, “oh my f-cking god, f-ck this kid.”
yeah, they say my style’s too hot, yo
(d-mn, why?)
got a pocket full of fire, man
(oh.)
and all the haters try to stop me, yo
(d-mn, why?)
it’s time for you to retire, man
(yeah, don’t flatter yourself,)
you probably think this song is about you, don’t you?
you probably think this song is about you, don’t you?
i got a pocket full of fire, friend
you crave a pocketful of firemen
(ahaha.)
okay, it’s round 2
you’re about as rare as a f-cking brown moose
original as a pair of brown shoes
i’m a purple people eater
covered in tattoos, your town’s screwed
rip the lid off this fruit cup
plastic’s strong, but the juice sucks
i’ll get the chainsaw, family tree needs spruced up
bring it
yeah, they say my style’s too hot, yo
(d-mn, why?)
got a pocket full of fire, man
(oh.)
and all the haters try to stop me, yo
(d-mn, why?)
it’s time for you to just retire, man
(yeah, don’t flatter yourself,)
you probably think this song is about you, don’t you?
you probably think this song is about you, don’t you?

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