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snow
The black ones turn white and the white ones don't show

Big lamps in the sunset, between bovine dreams
Their icicled udders are waiting for
It's never your fault, sweet mother
That I was raised in the days
Of the house-husband craze
But the taste of your loving udder

Was replaced by
udder cows now longer have sad eyes they won't be served with fries they have no master they're comin faster they're sleeping in my bed they're stepping
a weird red light
The pump and grind that I call my head
The suck milk nebula I use instead
The sweet cream clot and the sweet cream udder
The weird red
Vassillios, neck beard
Straight from the gutter
Shaped like a cow
And milked like an udder

You know he's a freak 'cause he looks with his
my udders
I am cow, I am cow, hear me moo!

I am cow, eating grass
methane gas comes out my ass
and out my muzzle when I belch
o the ozone layer
the udder to the mouth
We're all biding our time 
From the uterus to the ground

And our hearts are cunning
(Like a lizard in the sun)
When they want
Yeah, they call him the Karate King
Chopping children down like trees
Bringing cows to their knees
Making their udders bleed

Now they call him
says you'll regret it?
One yank on that udder
Will land your butter
In a sling
First one's free
Cow junkies take heed 
Cash Cow, coming to getcha!
cows and that's no bull
Around the cowhouse, I got pull
If cream and butter ain't enough
She's got lots of udder stuff

Who gives me milk? Who gives me
other!

Two lost ships on a stormy sea
One with no sails and one with no rudder
Ain't it just great, ain't it just grand?
We've got each udder!

Two
GO PUT ON OUR UDDER PANTS

WE PUT ON OUR SHIRTS FULL OF SAWDUST AND DIRT

AND WE STILL LOOK DA SAME WHEN WE'RE DONE

WE'RE SWEATY OL' STINKIN' SAUNA
in L.A.

This Heifer must be empty
'Cause she ain't puttin' out
Oh, E I E I O
Tell me, how do you milk a cow

{This song is absolutely an udder
thirsty?"

Parched, "Have some milk"
I lowered myself beneath her
And held my mouth
To her swollen udder

And sucked the sweetest milk
I'd ever tasted
Don't udder because my style is buttah
The roughneck, green-eyed, funkdafied
For those girls who cry my style's worldwide (word em up)
I get Just-Ice,
gutter on 'em, my beats is crispy
My bars is like butter on 'em, with a udder on 'em
So if you pimp, we even and bust a scudder on 'em
Mighty L,
single ridiculous
I inconspicuously wow brothers, without stutters, leave sounds smothered
You couldn't come to grips with cow udders
Like proud
Recognize it's real and nuttin udder than that
Cause one from the mac'll have blood coverin your back, ha?

(Hook-4x [Lil Wayne])
Who wan' beef with 'em?
Who
girls with ghetto names you know what I'm saying?
I love that shit.

And the seven udders uttered,
The seven unders thundered,
The seven thunders
at the tip top lyrical structure
Floatin' like a soap bubble that you don't wann puncture
Or rupture, I write what I udder, mother mother mother
There's too
I should live in a cow's udder
If a nigga bit my script, he'd get a mouth full of butter
Hit the spot like an ice cold Coke and what I spoke
choked

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