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East To say the least On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free Don't tell me sin is rampid and right Think of that man who danced
mean shishkabob Have a taste they were made fresh today Try the rye or the kaiser or the wheat or the white Maybe I can suggest an appetizer Stay
East To say the least On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free Don't tell me sin is rampid and right Think of that man who
East To say the least On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free Don't tell me sin is rampid and right Think of that man who danced
East To say the least On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free Don't tell me sin is rampid and right Think of that man who
East To say the least On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free Don't tell me sin is rampid and right Think of that man who danced
East To say the least On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free Don't tell me sin is rampid and right Think of that man who danced
we'll meet at the Pump Room Ambassador East To say the least On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free Don't tell me sin is rampid
East To say the least On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free Don't tell me sin is ramped and right Think of that man who
East To say the least On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free Don't tell me sin is rampid and right Think of that man who
East To say the least On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feed and get free Don't tell me sin is rampid and right Think of that man who danced
And bitches on my dick like a human shish-ka-bob HeyCB4 is fly So grab them ankles, throw your in the sky [Chorus]
Women all grabbin' at my shish-kabob Bought Lauren Hill's tape so her kids could starve You thought I was livid, now I'm even more so S*** I got
Women all grabbin' at my shish-kabob Bought Lauren Hill's tape so her kids could starve You thought I was livid, now I'm even more so Shit I got
a shish-ka-bob Out mingalin', heard that I blingy-bling, but I run the circus like ring-a-ling I'm the king of things, and your man he a homo like jing-a-ling
bashed In, you can't win, I'll stab you in the head wit Shishkabob sticks, while watchin mob flicks Nasty like armpits, when I be suckin of your Moms
Picture afro, big shish-ka-bobs and daishikis 1000 civil marched blazed their fists in early sixties [Cappadonna] Now check this one, you must have
bastard in a box logo casket Rashes on my dick from licks of shishkabob Sagets In some Kanye West glasses screaming out "fuck faggots" Catch me in my