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God landed on an alien planet I don't burn it Yep, I planned this Can almost manage to stand a cannabis Hold my hand my man Can you please tell me I exist Smashed my hatchback Azteca amarilla I'lls be needin' a decent cleanup After diarrhea I mean, when I define retire Find a buyer for my biosphere in China It's fully filled with taxidermy me Mini little dittys of when we were extreme Ticklin' my big fancy Home alone dancing Wiscansin God damn it I'm handsome In my museum, we open after 3 p.m Quicker to get a monument She catch up on my condiments Anonymous, my obelisk not so And I'm not proud of this A cop is hoppin' a curb to pop and lock up my Minaj'n Twins Nicki, give me shimmy Kitty, kitty, come and get at me Freaky indiscreetly in the city gettin' jiggy Hippy dippy bitches get my digits with your Ouijas Animated castration of an astronaut Blasting off, named Anton Stop and take Pause Tomorrow to Mars Neutered is all 'Cause Anton's a dog Goddamit, amen, am I saying it right? Dimensionality is fantastic for free Hammersteined my amnesty Can sing anything I think Intend to dent a mint condition blender in the blink of an eye Inspired to light fire as Meijer's Admirers tied 'em down until I said I was tired Umpire lied a lot this week I made and take my shit way discreetly Flippin' a bitch Is similar if ya message is directa See, Dios need to see you steering your own cars Now grab the wheel, go meta far Discover you came from where you are Now flip the bitch and go and drive your god damn cause Is that all you wanted 'Cause I got a lot more to give and my god I want it Lift off in my garden Goddammit get funky No you can't control your body (Control the money)
Writer(s): Jeffrey Makarauskas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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