Lyrics:
I got a guy to sight in my rifle
My mama's new boyfriend re-binds Bibles
Ricky down the road, he resoles Red Wings
Hell, I got a guy for every
[Moving Train]
"Next stop! Coopersville!"
[Two guys talking]
"Hey Buddy"
"Buddy!"
"How was the bathroom Buddy, pretty gruesome?"
found, she's found, she's found
A new love buddy, he's a lucky guy
So drink to a fool, a crazy fool
Who told his baby goodbye
You can trace the mystery of ancient history
Through art of artists and their models
You can comb through the Rome coliseum
And the rear
your buddy?
(No, no)
I'm gonna shoot my buddy
(Yeah, yeah)
He's just a dirty guy
(Shoot him in the foot, shoot him in the foot)
Treated you like
found, she's found
A new love buddy, he's a lucky guy, oh
So drink to a fool, a crazy fool
Who told his baby goodbye
He needs her, he needs her so
He
your buddy?
(No, no)
I'm gonna shoot my buddy
(Yeah, yeah)
He's just a dirty guy
(Shoot him in the foot, shoot him in the foot)
Treated you like
your baby?
Who's your buddy, who's your friend?
And who's the one guy that you come runnin' to
When your love life starts tumblin'?
I got the money
all our buddies we won't ever settle down
We say that's just the way we are and the way we'll always be
So God sends girls like you for guys like me
all our buddies we won't ever settle down
We say that's just the way we are and the way we'll always be
So God sends girls like you for guys like me
oooo
She's found a new love, buddy
He's a lucky guy so drink to the fool
'Cause I'm that fool
Who told his baby, goodbye
He needs her, he needs her so
Divide ending with guys collide, brute agenda
I fight all you clowns
Goodnight strike then you all fall down
P!
Real artists
Fake artists
Hot
Santa baby, slip a Rolex under the tree
For me
I've been an awful good guy
Santa buddy, and hurry down the chimney tonight
Santa buddy, a sixty
to do
It i am an artist and I care about humanity
Yes I am personally rich and I can
Buy furs and houses for my family
But I need access to more money
found a new love, buddy
He's a lucky guy
So drink to a fool
A crazy fool
Who told his baby goodbye
Who told his baby goodbye
Check this out,check this out,
RAP
This guy's a choke artist
Ya catch a bad one
Your better off shootin yourself
With Papa Doc's handgun
Climbin up
found, she's found, she's found
A new love buddy, he's a lucky guy
So drink to a fool, a crazy fool
Who told his baby goodbye
wanna be the girl under you (oh yeah)
I wanna be your G.U.Y., oh yeah
I wanna be the grave and earth you (oh yeah)
Our sex doesn't tell us no lies
When some loud braggart tries to put me down
And says his school is great
I tell him right away
Now what's the matter buddy
Ain't you heard of my
on both my knees for you
Don't say thank you or please
I do what I want when I'm wanting to
My soul? So cynical
So you're a tough guy
Like it really
When some loud braggart tries to put me down
And says his school is great
I tell him right away
Now what's the matter buddy
Ain't you heard of my
When her motor's warm, and she's purrin' sweet
Buddy let me warn ya', you're on a one-way street
She'll crowd ya' close, spin your wheels
Then
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