Secret Band - High Five | Текст песни

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Damn that's a nice ass hand, yeah

I wanna slam it together with my hand

In a big fish tank

Hey, I wanna take out your mom to dinner

That's the right way to show your thanks

You should believe in blah blah blah blah

With a nice ass hand, yeah

I wanna slam it together with my hand

What do we expect of me

Six times seven 43

Bless this ghetto growing tree

Goo goo gah blah dah

Do that, construct a tire

Wheels make better shapes then shoes

Use your tits to get retired

Some dudes lack the sense to choose

Scraping

Aching deuces

What's my favorite way to do this

Touching the various nouns and sounds around

Arr, grip, barking away

Hating the shit outta smiley ass clowns

Bark, ip, narping a bae

Touching the various nouns and sounds around

Slip, Eek, oh keesha hey

Hating the shitt outta smiley ass clowns

Can I cut your mouth

Can I slap your face

Can I make you close your eyes

And eat meat off your face

Runnin up in my travel shit

Is it the, thickest squish curb to make my wish splish

If all the whales and birds n shit

Come together I can, I can, make that wish be true

Can't get bored in the future

It's only there for you

But baby please

I'm on my knees and in a real bad mood

Great vacation, stiff as water

Hope vibrations make me smarter

Clench your cheeks and shit it farther

God I live in space

Who I be, who, who, who I be

Not that stick growing trees

I'm goin nut fuck

Yeah they know this

Suspended in time I have an extra guy inside

My dick

But you no need I knowd it

Learn dis

I got pigeon wings tattooed inside my eyeballs

Dudes smoke my fresh haircut

I got stacks of nipples, spewing roots, uh yeah

I got butts that turn into trucks

I made money growing extra limbs for aliens

That abducted me

But those, space bucks never work at any store

I can never get those minutes back

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