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mayoman - grease lyrics

mayoman: yo, how’s it goin’, ivor?
sweddysac: it’s goin’ good, but-
mayoman: it’s goin good? that’s great
sweddysac: these chips taste kinda wack
mayoman: they taste wack?
sweddysac: they taste wack
mayoman: wack as f-ck
sweddysac: hard a-wack
mayoman: hard-a-wack, yeah
sweddysac: nah, i can’t get down on those
mayoman: nah, he can’t get down on these chips
sweddysac: nah, f-ck these chips, dude
mayoman; boi! what the f-ck is wrong with you, you freakin’ nerd
-crunching noises-
mayoman: yo, ivor
sweddysac: sup?
mayoman: can you lay me down a fat beat?
sweddysac: sure, dude -impressively long burp-
-laughter-
mayoman: ey, it’s your boy mayo. boutta go in on this – on this track, xd, uh

boom chicka boom, i’ll sweep you like a broom
i pull up in the honda civic, vroom vroom

it’s the greasy -ss xavier maier, i take baths in my deep fryer
catch me on the toilet for 20 minutes, sh-ttin’ straight fire

got absolutely no money
i’m so sick my nose is runny
your girl’s old, her moth is gummy
nothing like a cheese burger, yummy
-blegh-
mess with me i’ll mess with you
take a sh-t, i’ll take one too
you lookin’ sad, you lookin’ blue, what’s wrong with you?
jesus christ, you smell like beef stew!

i’m fast as f-ck, boi
you look like bok choy
imma eat yo’ -ss like a chicken nugg like what happened to me with uncle roy

three liter tub of mayo and it’s gettin’ me all wet but don’t worry i’m mayo man, i’ll eat it, you can bet

ay!

using the fire to cook up the beef
so sick and tired of burgs without cheese

washer and dryer to clean up my sheets that got dirty because of my sh-t stain last week
washer and dryer, washer and dryer
i am so sad cos’ i ain’t’ got no beans
washer and dryer, washer and dryer

i am so sad because beans i don’t got

mayoman: yo, ivor
sweddysac: sup, dude?
mayoman: you haven’t really talked much
sweddysac: yeah, i dunno, i just don’t really feel like it
mayoman: c’mon
sweddysac: dude, stop pressuring me
mayoman: i know you got it in you, b
sweddysac: stop being such a d-ck-sneeze, dude!
mayoman: that’s too far, you’re gonna f-ckin’ rap for me, ivor
sweddysac: oh yeah?! you wanna rap?!
mayoman: yes i do
sweddysac: let’s rap

sweddysac: yo, shoutout to captain sparkles
he probably got a dig bik, i don’t know, but he’s my hero
respect, dude

dig up diamonds, and craft those diamonds and make some armour
get a baby, go and forge that like you so mlg pro
the sword’s made of diamonds so come at me, bro
training in the room under your torch light
hone that form, get you ready for the big fight
every single day and the whole night, creepers out prowlin’
-heh- alright

-sounds of applause and screeches of excitement-

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