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Butterfingers-butterfingers-butt...
Butterfingers-butterfingers-butterfingers-butterfingers
Doo-wop, doo-wop, doo-wop
Well
Butterfingers-butterfingers-butt...
Butterfingers-butterfingers-butterfingers-butterfingers
Doo-wop, doo-wop, doo-wop
Well
Getting jaded

Butterfingers
Day by day
Diggin' deep, deep shores

Mating Season
Of reality
Up in

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The clouds hiding from the sun
There goes
got butterfingers

You never wanted me
I never was enough
You runaway and leave
The second things get tough

You never deserved me
Didn't earn my love
Here he comes
He's back again
Butterfingers did it again

Ever since he was a boy
Butterfingers knew no joy
The girls he love would treat him
Butterfingers, I let you go
But love still lingers, why I don't know
For that short moment you were with me
I never knew your worth
Tho' I lost you,
Throwing around words like love
What a lazy girl I was

What a cliffhanger
Butterfingers slipping off the edge
And all we want to know
Will he be the hero
And I'll drive for 2 hours
To bring Butterfingers
I don't mind the distance
This kismet's a dance

This time I surrender
My everything forever
Life doesn't
goddamn butterfinger
Crapface diet whore
The George Foreman Lean Mean Fat-Reducing Grilling Machine
Go to hell I want my fat back
Motherfucking bitch
close like family
You're so sweet you taste like all types of candy
Starburst to jellybeans

Banana split my dairy queen
Butterfinger my tangerines
That butterfinger candy bar
On her hand in my head
Yeah that chocky chocky burst
On my hand in her head
Yah that goody goody taste

M&m's on my hands
such a genius (they say I'm such a genius)
When that Kamikaze hit (when that kamikaze hit)
Now they call me "Butterfingers" (they call me "Butter
skull split
Then I buried the hatchet, I carry the fat shit
Butterfingers is here when it's necessary to scratch it
Baby, all I wanna do is swallow one
I feel like a Butterfinger
I want to do it again, do it again
Do it, do it

Lets do it in the mornin'
Do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it again
Polo Boy Shawty on the track, so I am killin' it

Never needed nothin', nigga
Canary yellow diamonds like the wrapper of a Butterfinger
Hit him,
the culprit
The tall shit that will end up with his skull split
Then I buried the hatchet, I carried the fat chick
Butterfingers is here and it's necessary
pack more punch than Tropical
Any mission possible, do what I gots to do
Labels gettin' butterfingers, and next they droppin' you
You think you know,
in the studio? 

I drop science as if I was Butterfingers 

And I know there's not another singer 

In this lifetime to kick the right rhyme
It was right outside the Frontier Deli.
He was sittin' there twirlin' his gun around,
And butterfingers Irving gunned himself down!

Irving.
Big,
the track from Brooklyn, yo, 'cause Brooklyn's where I'm from

Tiggedy-time to get buck wild
Call me Butterfingers, 'cause I dippedy-drop 'nuff styles
Iggedy
Butterfinger BBs, yeah

Them boys hot bitch, aw man
Make sure the penthouse suite got a ceiling fan
See, when I win, it's like it's God's plan
And when they
punch than Tropical
Any mission possible, do what I gots to do
Labels gettin' butterfingers, and next they droppin' you
You think you know, but you have
steel, I got a big gun
I'm freaking the track from brooklyn, yo, 'cause brooklyn's where I'm from

Tiggedy-time to get buck wild
Call me butterfingers
in the studio? 

I drop science as if I was Butterfingers 

And I know there's not another singer 

In this lifetime to kick the right rhyme

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