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gods – thememo lyrics

[intro: dylan ireland and caleb matson]
[caleb matson]
yeah b-tch, gods b-tch
haha townhouse square productions
dylan james! caleb matson!
[dylan ireland]
yeah! yeah! yup! i was..

[verse 1: dylan ireland]
i was bought and sold a dream
made a deal with the devil
things are never as the seem
i just hope you caught the memo
i just, i just hope you caught the memo
i just, i just hope you caught the memo
townhouse square productions!

ugh, who’s hot, who not? you not!
that’s why i’m in your girl’s boombox
told her to get a b00b job
laid down a few new laws
yeah i gave her two jobs
curin’ these blue b-lls!
you don’t wanna see the crew floss!
huge clocks all up on our wrists like a jew boss!
a few c-cks in your b-tch, call that a toolbox
f-ck you with no condom cause we too raw!
lemme make some sh-t crystal clear!
pretty women all need to listen here!
i don’t save b-tches like richard gere
so get out my ear with that insecure
and put your head below the steering gear
and while i shift and steer
you can lick this here
and while i rip this sh-t you can listen here
’til i snow on your face like it’s christmas there!

[hook 1: caleb ireland]
i ain’t worried ’bout the money
i ain’t worried ’bout the cars
i’m worried about this weed
and splittin’ open these cigars
i ain’t worried ’bout the haters
they can take a walk!
it’s gods on top in case you didn’t get the memo!
just in case you didn’t get the memo!
[dylan ireland]
(i just hope you caught the memo!
i just hope you caught the memo!)
[caleb matson]
i ain’t worried ’bout the money
i ain’t worried ’bout the cars
i’m worried about this weed
and splittin’ open these cigars
[dylan ireland]
(i just hope you caught the memo!
i just hope you caught the memo!)

[verse 2: caleb matson]
i’m about to go ballistic on the chauvinistic ho and trick sh-t!
i’m so s-d-stic, my flow’s charismic{?}
half the battle’s already won now that you’re knowin’ this sh-t!
there’s demons and there’s angels both up in my body
and they’re both coexistin’!
g-o-d-s, b-tch! no religion!
evil takes the form of a nice -ss with a mocha glisten
i hope you listen, i’m charlie sheen without the c0ke addiction
copesthetic as they come, your rhymes are dry like prohibition!
i’m off my f-ckin’ rocker! i need a f-ckin’ doctor!
and a vodka, gin n’ tonic just for me to walk there!
please god spare the rod, i can not right my wrongs
but i can write these songs, get bigger than hong kong!
b-tch i’m hater proof, i make you hate the booth
when i spray the truth and right now? the truth is
caleb f-ckin’ matson raised the roof!
roof’s bein’ raised, mind’s in a daze, my chronic smell lingers!
throw up your hands like you swallowed your fingers!

[hook 2: caleb matson]
i ain’t worried ’bout the money
i ain’t worried ’bout the cars
i’m worried about this weed
and splittin’ open these cigars
i ain’t worried ’bout the haters
they can take a walk!
it’s gods on top in case you didn’t get the memo!
just in case you didn’t get the memo!
[dylan ireland]
(i just hope you caught the memo!
i just hope you caught the memo!)
[caleb matson]
i ain’t worried ’bout the money
i ain’t worried ’bout the cars
i’m worried about this weed
and splittin’ open these cigars
[dylan ireland]
(i just hope you caught the memo!
i just hope you caught the memo!)
i just, i just hope you caught the memo
i just, i just hope you caught the memo
[caleb matson]
townhouse square productions!

[bridge: dylan ireland)
bought and sold a dream
made a deal with the devil
things are never as the seem
i just hope you caught the memo
bought and sold a dream
dealin’, dealin’ with the devil
things are never as they seem
i just hope you caught the memo!

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