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[Parody of "Stacy's Mom" by Fountains Of Wayne]

Mrs. Claus has got it going on
Mrs. Claus has got it going on
Mrs. Claus has got it going on
Mrs.

POLE
SOMEBODY GET ME MARCHIN WITH A DRUM ROLL
DON'T TAKE ME TO MUNICH TO MAKE ME A EUNUCH
WOULD IT HELP IF I GOT MYSELF A WHITE TUNIC?
YOU KNOW WASSS UP

don't you think that you're safe
we'll come for you again

It's been a hard days night to qualify for pole posistion but as time goes by reality turns

a barge pole,

hide the valuables away
and lock the doors up nice and tight,
hope that you enjoyed your stay
they say sarcastically polite,

the streets are

The Game-
Jim Jones swervin, i got that purple I blow
tight grip on the escalade pole
yeah harlem just like compton, thats just how i roll
red

their places
Severed torsos, butchered assholes, skinless bodies put on wood poles
Slaughtered tissue, cutout eyeballs, gallons of fluid stain my tombs

talking trash

Said I am the Naughty Santa by the way of the South Pole
And I'm here to love ya and soothe your simmering soul
He said I brought you

like Costa
Air bine, slide by this CZ-92 fine
Lurk in the Rec' then Manston sides
And back in the ends at half past nine

Don't get caught on that fence

don't need a scale 'cause
I got a good eye
RIP to that nigga, goodbye (RIP)
Shittin' on niggas and I ain't even trying
Creep up, he got caught by surprise

niggas
I'm the one that they bite on
Ho ass nigga, hit his ass through the window
I'm in that Maybach
The one with the pillows
Bro had to stop by the store

with a pole
Bro wanted to blow that bitch
Racks on me too tall
Swear I can't fold that shit
Yeah, one of my twizzy way too up, yeah
He just sold a brick

čtvrti
Klik klak, LA, Asfalt a Wichův beat


Z mýho nejbru, klasika, panel vedle panelu
Vošedlá pole vil, Jižní strana, ooh, chill
Do oken mi sem smrdí

And serve the wealthy
While chicks work the pole unhealthy
Welfare recipients, laid off work
Claim child support and living
Off family first
Damn El, this

backstreet
I told the feds to come catch me
I know some man dey wan' slap me
That's why all my poles' they got battrees
And that's tic tac
I don't wear my

When she on the road she forget about everything else
She doin' tricks on the road and tricks on the pole and everything else
She just depend

The rune-wielder lurks in the shadows
Riding as the giants behold

A warrior’s farewell to armors and spears
A shaman hangs from the gallows pole
Seeing all, close

shit
By the demons somewhere up in the hills
(Up in the hills, nigga)
That lil' boy be on the net
No he not for real (He not for real)
Louie just scored

The rune-wielder lurks in the shadows
Riding as the giants behold

A warrior's farewell to armors and spears
A shaman hangs from the gallows pole
Seeing all, close

from a sippy cup
Got an aux lead and a Biggie bop
(Let's turn it up)
Pole dance on a candy cane
Turbulence on my jet plane
Let's duplicate, don't

Sally
By the seashores, I sold shells to the catties (who did it?)
Me and akh done it twice, we're pending on a triple (verb)
Xrp, we're tryna let

to seize the day
We got a ship to sail, me boys
We're by your side
And we will save your life
For we have all made our choice
Your voice will lead

the day
We got a ship to sail, me boys
We're by your side
And we will save your life
For we have all made our choice
Your voice will lead

Zawsze musi się znaleźć jakiś kutas na świecie który Boga wojny ma za swego kolegę
Płyną wielkie pieniądze by nakarmić demona
Europa zachodnia pyta

her

Gate of the west
The Salish Sea
The planet was warmin' by a couple degrees
From cedar and stone
Our actual origins unknown
Lookin' for answers in