A-A-Acc-li-ma-ted.
Whipping round the block in a black mercedez.
Ha, Ha
You're mad we made it.
Looking like a cop in your Nav-i-gators.
I'm
I'm
Sad to sing it, running through these bars like a drab casino.
I'll
I'll
Jack the winners, come up to your car and crack the window.
Running through your halls eating half your dinner.
*Yard gnome sprawl* wont act suspicious.
Never need a shot, I took half your liqour.
Running from the law being that of physics.
Ha,
Up walls Past the kitchen, stitching up your dog to half a kitty.
Ha, Ha
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