Twenty Ten - Filly Cannon | Текст песни

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• Twenty Ten
• Filly Cannon

Lulz bringing, the ponies I'm flipping out for
Dressed fly, walking down aisles at the toy store
No Transformer, no Star Wars
The Force is pulling me to the pink floors
Pinkie Pie, Twi', 'Shy, AJ, way more
ponies than I thought, freakout, mind's blown
Grabbing like a klepto, grinding like in Jet Set,
Paying at the self check out, now we gone

0:21
I have lazy rhymes? This ain't Lazy Town
This is Ponyville, hottest mares around
Art of the dress, move to impress, hooves on the ground,
Don't mess with the butch one, she'll take you down
Skills blowing big up on the Panasonic
Rainboom, spelling out her haters' doom, her haters swoon
They chronic fans now, cheering her every move
Even got the Wonderbolts kissing her flank too

0:39
Heh, she can't be stopped, bringing the storm
Clearing the skies, that tank-like flank
Soarin’ above, grace like a dove
But even she can't run from the Pink Baker of Love
Pink filly go twitch-a-twitch
Switch it up, bounce-ity bouncin'-bouncin' up all around
Fourth wall breaking up, this ain't no animation error
'Cause around her, physics be derping up

0:56
When her hair deflates, it's all terror
But no cupcakes, that thing's never ever
Gonna be canon, thank Celestia forever
Silly fandom, sometimes you are so random
That was only part one, no way I'm through
There's 6 mares, I've only covered two
Do the math, that's only one-third dude
Welcome to class little filly, it's time for school

1:12
But no school for the purple one, she way too cool
Born with magic infused, got 'em all confused
Bookworm prodigy, turned her parents to pottery
Celestia said "you ought to be my student", so she taught her ze magicks
And Trixie can't stand it
The G and PT claims that she vanquished
A beast that nopony alone could ever manage
The Ursa Major, yeah right she could barely scratch it

1:30
Yeah, we're going on a tangent
Can't let the remix use the same damn thing
Tombstone in the house, necrodancing
Get the party cannon out 'cause we about to crash in
Twenty Ten with the track, got you clapping
In ten seconds flat, you'll be fapping
In another ten, it'll be all sin
Don't look back, don't want no a-salting

1:47
No more talking, you gonna be my saltlick
Hold it baby, you better have no dick
If you're looking for someone to stick your rod in
Let me direct you to my friend, he's a rod man
No Dennis, he soft like a sponge and
Kinda like a teddy, man, he so cuddly
But let me tell you man, when he's done plunging
Your backside might as well have took a bludgeon

2:05
Act a fool and he'll eat 'chu like a luncheon
Muchin on the haters like a take-out lunch and
He's so generous he'll take you out to lunch
With his GameStop pay stub, power to the munchkins
Collectors weep while they gutting
Little kiddies cheering as their momma buys the carton
Making gamers rage like Eric Cartman
But mess with my crew and you gonna get CUT, man

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