Yeah, no, shut up
Your sarcastic remarks can follow the stick
straight up your ***
I was your pavement
You took daily walks down my street
And I gave you a golden pass
I hope you had a good laugh
With those friends that will probably go bald in about two years
And have kidney cancer in about four
You're so cool because you have girls lining up
But pay no attention to the herpies on her lip
Just keep cuddling up to that overused *****
I was your first black girl
yay for jungle fever
And I will probably be your last
So go in the mirror
Look at your middle finger
Continue your routine and shove it up your ***
Jul 4, 2012
Jul 4, 2012 at 1:41 AM UTC
Yeah, no, shut up
Your sarcastic remarks can follow the stick
straight up your ***
I was your pavement
You took daily walks down my street
And I gave you a golden pass
I hope you had a good laugh
With those friends that will probably go bald in about two years
And have kidney cancer in about four
You're so cool because you have girls lining up
But pay no attention to the herpies on her lip
Just keep cuddling up to that overused *****
I was your first black girl
yay for jungle fever
And I will probably be your last
So go in the mirror
Look at your middle finger
Continue your routine and shove it up your ***
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