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R.I.P. Steve Irwin R.I.P. Steve Irwin, this one's for you, homie Rest in peace, we finna get you back in this one (E-ESKRY, turn that shit up, man) Fuck the rays, R.I.P. Steve, I'ma hop in the ocean with an M16 (Bap bap bap bap) I ain't playing with your ass this time around I'ma fucking come in the aquarium and shoot you down (Brrapapapa) Shit, bitch, I'ma pull up with a mothafuckin' submarine Turn your ass into chow mein, ay Make rays go extinct, hell Boutta' filet a mothafuckin' stingray (Uh) the fuck your flat ass exist for anyways? Oh, I'm hungry now We need to bring back pollution We need to put more straws in the water Fuck these stupid ass fish, I'ma murder you I'ma filet your momma, and I'ma deepfry your sister Stupid ass fish (uh, hold up, wait a minute) What you lookin' at, fish? Flat ass fish, whachu' lookin' at? I'ma flip yo' ass like a flapjack Stab yo' ass with a pitchfork Use yo' ass as a doormat Fuck the Rays, fuck Tampa Bay I fuck 'em up like I'm Sasha Gray In the stu', just introducing I don't shame, I'm not from Houston Fuck all the stingrays in the ocean Killing Steve Irwin and causing a commotion Give BP a fucking promotion Spill some more oil, kill every stingray in the ocean Fuck every stingray in the ocean Stick it up their ass, and don't use any lotion I'm telling y'all people, this is my notion We gotta kill all the stingrays in the fuckin' ocean This might be kinda goofy, we could put 'em in a smoothie Maybe sell them to the Asians, they could turn them into sushi Pollute the sea with roofies, or gun 'em down with uzis And flip their flat ass over and fuck them in their booties Listen, I'm all for the environment and everything But seriously, fucking kill every stingray there is got dammit Make 'em go extinct, fuck 'em Fuck the rays, R.I.P. Steve, I'ma hop in the ocean with an M16 (Bap bap bap bap)
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