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whipstick - my best friend lyrics

[intro 1: champ kind (david koechner)]
i miss you so d+mn much. i miss being with you. i miss being near you. i miss your laugh. i miss+i miss your scent. i miss your musk

[verse 1: whipstick]
legz man, it ain’t a friendship, it’s a battleship
five years deep and keeping track upon an abacus
a glutton of punishment, pessimist, and a m+s+ch+st
super famous fun time only works because you half of it (f+ggot)
i’ll f+cking smack a b+tch and smash a f+ggot with
blunt force trauma bro, just wind me up, i’ll handle it
fists is so explosive and corrosive when the shrapnel hits
the odds are in our favor, f+ck the haters, never stacked against us (haha)
but at this point you’re simply stuck with me guy
we rock that 2k infinity ’til at least one of us die
then again i’ll probably bug you in the aftermost life
i appreciate you legz cuz life is passing me by, hey
all that fighting sh+t, that stupid sh+t that brothers do
will only make us stronger to go farther than a vision do
my coffin on, my number two
a solid pr+ck, i love you dude
who wanna take a moment to acknowledge and appreciate you

[chorus: whipstick]
have you seen a better person? that’s my best friend
how you even talking sh+t on him? that’s my best friend
i guess we’re stuck together ’til the end, that’s my best friend
we’re never separated again, that’s my best friend
have you seen a better person? that’s my best friend
how you even talking sh+t on him? that’s my best friend
i guess we’re stuck together ’til the end, that’s my best friend
we’re never separated again, that’s my best friend
[verse 2: mr 8 legz]
so now you’re tied up and locked down in my bas+m+nt
that’s got the greatest wallpaper, floral arrangements
i even left a disconnected xbox to play with
and every disney movie ever, cuz they’re the greatest
back to basic, yeah we both live in misery
you’re james gunn, i’m kathy bates, snap your legs with symmetry
widest smile on my face, attacking so maliciously
my proudest moment yet to date and look at us, we’re giggling
you can’t go home, why would you wanna leave? (huh)
i cracked your phone and tossed away the keys (yeah)
it’s not supposed to be like this, i mean (what?)
we’re both best friends like macaroni cheese (right?)
i’ve got my eyes on you, watch it on camera (yeah)
i’ve seen you hide and appeal to your stamina (don’t do that)
i’m kinda violent and manically damage ya
as i light your ass on fire, toss you over the banister

[skit: whipstick & durte]
the f+ck? “are you coming over?” ha, bring land shark f+ggot. yo, alright, so look here durte. yes, i’m on my way over, i’m walking to your house right now. i popped a tire and i’m like three quarters of a mile down the road. if you could just give me one second to f+cking reply and quit blowing me up with all these messages about how you can’t wait until i get here and you just want me to let my fingers frolic through your neckbeard and i’m just like “come on man, like, yes, i’m on my way.” oh my god, more messages. hey, at least i replied once. all i said was “yes, i’m coming”….
h+llo
just a minute
h+llo
hold the f+ck on!
there, is anybody home?
jesus christ man, what are you pounding on the f+cking door like the cops for? f+ck
bro, why does your door open so slow? it’s not even that heavy
well, you can’t be too f+cking careful when assh0l+’s pounding on the f+cking door
well, yeah, i am wondering why you called me here. i mean, you put great emphasis on this one. you never call me over
well, i ain’t seen you in a while
except like once in a while. you don’t even expect me to come even when i do
well you, you never hit me up. shut that f+cking song off
yo, how+how+how did you do that? i’ve been trying to figure out how to get that sh+t to shut off for months
man, f+ck that song. hold up, let dj durt set the mood. there we go
naw dude, i mean, you got me beat. i don’t know why you have me here
anyways, i think we both know why you’re here…
ugh, tim cappello, yeah. okay, cool
the lost boys you say? alright
i mean, that’s pretty cool you got it on vinyl and sh+t
time for a little bit of the bubbly
why are you pouring up wine?
we’re f+cking celebrating bro
no, but why did you bring me here?
well, i didn’t f+cking bring you here. you walked the f+ck here to see me which isn’t a surprise, cuz i think we know what’s going on
is it because, you know, that new aew’s about to start on the fourth?
dynamite
tnt wednesday night dynamite?
ye, naw, close, but that’s not it
it’s cuz it’s spooky season isn’t it? you wanted that, you know, audible feel. ugg boots, pumpkin spice lattes
yeah, when i think pumpkin spice latte’s i think whipstick. naw man
i don’t know dude. is it cuz i accidentally sent you that d+ck pic?
accidentally!? get the f+ck out of my house!
what?
get the f+ck out!
so you’re kicking me out
f+ck you! get the f+ck out of my house!
i just walked what would be a six hour drive
this is f+cking bullsh+t. listen motherf+cker. you’re gonna eat that ticket!
oh, okay
get the f+ck out!
cool dude
f+ck you! lose the number!
okay, well, i’m+i’m+i’m going, i’m going
you f+cking douchebag
have fun p90x+ing by yourself
f+ggot
[intro 2: whipstick]
hahahahahahahaha, yo, f+ck that guy
yo, seriously? hold up
so you’re gonna send this dude a d+ck pic, get him all excited for nothing and suddenly he’s an assh0l+? i don’t know man, i don’t get it
he can get this work. aye yo? where’s legz at? i can’t wait for him to get online again and tell us we all suck and that he’s too good to work with us

[chorus: whipstick & nappy roots]
we’re gonna have a good day
and all my homies gonna ride today
and all these mommies look fly today
and all we wanna do is get by today
heyyy
we’re gonna have a good day
and ain’t n0body gotta cry today
’cause ain’t n0body gonna die today
you can save that drama for another day
heyyy
we’re gonna have a good day

[verse 1: mr 8 legz]
a great day for super famous (yeah)
we got our faces on the cover, front pages
barking on these stages, cities stalking all these places
stalking, packing molotov’s so when it pops up i’ll be waiting
pew pew, without you 8 legz?
yeah, what a coincidence
watching all these fun times with the best of the syndicate
mcnastee and madd maxxx, plus the health of the benefits
broken innocence, murder, death, destruction, and pestilence
we’re still super naive and pack a f+cking cape
uppercut your f+cking face, drunk, p+ssing on your cake
on your birthday, in the worst way you’re f+cking g+y
god, i hate to love you
f+ck you f+ggot, f+ck your cake

[vere 2: durte]
yeah, today’s a good day to tell a motherf+cker that he sucks but in a good way
look, hey, i ain’t even saying that i don’t f+cking get it
but i certainly hope you didn’t think i’d ever forget it
i tried to dead it in my mental but i just couldn’t
and now i’m talking ’bout it out loud even though i know i shouldn’t
what? i wasn’t good enough for you?
legz asked me to do a song f+cking years ago, so what do i do?
lace a track up with the quickness, sent it over to him
like “dig this, this sh+t is dope, can i get a witness?”
he said that it was ill sh+t, never puts a song out
and then he makes a f+cking group with whipstick
what the f+ck is this sh+t!?

[verse 3: mcnastee]
his b+lls are sweaty, knees creak, bald and heavy
dubbs is one part joker, two parts masetti
soccer mom in the mini+van, park the chevy
dropped a perfect verse but perfect’s still not ready (where it at?)
i called 8 legz to tell him he trash but his phone been cut off for a month and a half
i had referrals that were probably worth a couple of grand
but he’d rather work for peeps who don’t pay in advance
yo, why he in the group?
hear me out for a sec, i ain’t had a fun time since the day that we met
nothing super about the dude who think he famous and yet
he don’t even get recognized by family and friends
yo, have a good day

[outro: whipstick]
just kidding 8 legz, you know we love you (we love you)
so, i had to sing an outro like dubbs do (like dubbs do)

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