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All in her ear like I'm Paul Revere (yeah) She don't wanna fuck me, she queer Send 'em to war, I ain't talkin' about civil Been on a streak like a hellstorm missile Stay on the bus and you talk to Mrs. Frizzle I hop out the whip-like it's abyssal Steppin' on 'em, lil' bitch you a Tom Ford Make 'em battle like Lexington and Concord Dump your tea in the ocean Jerk off your musket with no lotion Who the fuck you think you taxin'? Redcoats actin' up, 'bout to get a slashin' Sneak in the castle, Queen of England gonna get some action With the girl and we signin' this declaration (ayy, ayy, ayy) Carrier pigeon spreadin' misinformation (ayy, ayy, ayy) Load up the musket, I ain't talkin' bout Elon I got a stick she could feel on I'm ridin' my horse like a Nissan These boys are some mustard, some Dijon Call me boy George, load up the canon (load it up) Catch you in the field, slap you with a salmon Your bitch wants to steal my pantaloons Goin' monkey on the Brits, call me John C. Baboon Pull out my cup of tea, I'm shootin' violently Ridin' my horse, I'm not flying this privately My maiden loyal, she never would lie to me In 1800s, robs banks up on Iverly Gotta war a wig, where's my privacy doe? Wooden teeth but got no lice in this fro Mustache like the Monopoly bro My horse got crash, it's on top of me doe Can't feel my legs, and it looks like I'm dead All of the blood rushin' straight to my head No doctor in sight and no help is around me I am so foolish, I'm down with the clownery Paul Revere, fuck outta here 'Bout to tell yo' girl that I am the loudest here When the British ain't comin', yo' bitch is cummin' Yo' pussy ass ain't allowed in here
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