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tg – doug flutie lyrics

[intro]
yeah
we on that pan flute hype
yo, if you don’t like the pan flute, then…
f-ck you
you’re probably racist
look

[verse 1]
all i need is tree and a bottle of whiskey
screaming f-ck the government, monica lewinsky
skeeter in the front seat, like i called shotgun
m-ssacre on the track, i did this sh-t in boston
options
i could run the game, but i p-ssed it
spittin’ straight fire, leavin’ all of you in ashes
flaccid in the paint, i stay goin’ v–gr-
never been on sway cause, b-tch, i am the answer
click so sandler, natural disaster
moved to la, i surp-ssed the pastor
i’m the real fat b-st-rd
and if you don’t know me, there’s your girl
go ask her
infamy from infancy, there is no inconsistency
bars by the dozen, like i’m working at a pharmacy
talk a lot of sh-t, verbalize sodomy
crickets in my conscience, man
i understand jiminy
surely, i can find myself within my own temples
been me for a while
been my own parental
sobriety beyond some intercontinental
kept my eyes on the prize, now my eyes look oriental
i must be the devil, man, it’s always hot around me
fire weed and fire trucks, sirens i am sounding
getting loud, staying quiet
indica now i’ma sleep
8-sack and codeine, yeah man
life is sweet
civil disobedience, sippin’ on some lean-ience
this sh-t be some looney tunes, i’m up in sp-ce jammin’ it
up in sp-ce paxin’ it
all that hasn’t happened yet
i don’t give a f-ck so, in a way, i’m celibate
i be on a roll, like i f-cking made the dean’s list
made for going gold but, i don’t f-cking need it
i’m a virtue in the tough
and i’m broke, that’s commonwealth
this sh-t ride the short bus
someone check its mental health

[outro]
yeah
shoutout to mumford and his sons
shoutout to the nina, the pinta & the santa maria
and shoutout to the town of anchorage, alaska
i’ve never been there, but it’s probably pretty chill

- tg lyrics

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