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jasiah – regular lyrics

[intro skit: regular show & jasiah]
[muscle guy] hey! where are your instruments man?
[mordecai] shut it! we’re—
jasiah
[mordecai] and we rock so hard, we don’t need instruments
[rigby] hit it!
[benson] a one, a two, a one, two, three, four!

[intro]
d-mn
d-mn, haha
d-mn, b-tch, b-tch
yuh, yuh, yuh (huh)
yuh, huh, yuh
ayy, ayy

[verse 1]
on my mind, i’m thinkin’ ’bout them bands (yeah)
my n-ggas gon’ be flexin’, no, you cannot comprehend (cannot ascend, yeah), knotty clique
shotty hit yo body, make yo body flip (boom, boom)
tummy tuck, p-ssy gettin’ tummy-f-cked (yeah), you gon’ get yo money up
p-ssy, where yo toy at? (yeah) always f-ck the boy (yeah, yeah)
b-tch, i came up from the dirt (huh, huh, huh), and i’m comin’ from abroad, yeah (uh)
fuel me up, fuel me up, jealous? b-tch, it fuel me up (yeah)
you n-ggas talk all this clout (yeah), i just want them f-ckin’ bucks (godd-mn, bruh)

[chorus]
talkin’ sh-t through yo computer (p-ssy boy)
i’ll go to war wit’ ya, n-gga, i got shooters
if you need to get embarr-ssed, n-gga, i can do it (yeah)
you a p-ssy boy, no aim, you a loser

[verse 2]
(yeah, yuh, ayy, ayy)
i be chasin’ checks, i can’t f-ck no busy b-tch
chop it off the set, mosh pit ’til you f-ckin’ dizzy, b-tch
talkin’ all that sh-t, why the f-ck you fakin’ numbers, b-tch?
f-ck if you a vet, you can’t even keep up with me, b-tch (b-tch)

[chorus]
talkin’ sh-t through yo computer (yeah)
i’ll go to war wit’ ya, n-gga, i got shooters
if you need to get embarr-ssed, n-gga, i can do it (huh)
you a p-ssy boy, no aim, you a loser
talkin’ sh-t through yo computer (yeah)
i’ll go to war wit’ ya, n-gga, i got shooters
if you need to get embarr-ssed, n-gga, i can do it (yuh)
you a p-ssy boy, no aim, you a loser

[outro skit: regular show]
[mordecai] huh? ah, we won
[eileen] actually—

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