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You, you think yer such a bad ass
You think yer such a rough neck
Well I saw you outside eating truffles with yer mom on the...
When I look at your face I see dirt;
All the sunshine you blow up my a** starts to hurt;
And I don't really mind if I'm...
Her name is Noel
I have a dream about her
She rings my bell
I got gym class in half an hour
Oh how she rocks...
I tried to discover a little something to make me sweeter
Oh baby refrain from breaking my heart
I'm so in love with you...
Cough up the rent Mr. Kent
And don't try to blame it on the government
Your wife is a clown she's in town, she gets with some...
He's got the dirtiest shoes that I ever seen
Chew on a blunt wipe his butt with a magazine
Smokin' his crack wash it down with...
Man I think it's just a little sleazy
You said you was like butter but you're cheesy
To treat me like I'm spinner bait you...
This is a story about a friend of mine
He is abnormally intelligent
He could bust a phatty rhyme, even when he got up in the...
She wriggles and she wraggles, she jiggles and she jaggles
You stand and watch her pass by, your line of vision ass-eye
You...
I am a wannabe
You better be careful around me
I come from far away, where mustang dreams are made
And we are fashioned...
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I am a wannabe
You better be careful around me
I come from far away, where mustang dreams are made
And we are fashioned in the image of the Don's who have come before us
We all kiss the rings of sand like our fathers told us.
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'Cause I'm a wannabe gangstar, better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangstar, better go back to Commack
I'm a wannabe gangstar, better go back to Commack, better go back to far away.
Like a lemon pie a la mode, my nine is easy to load
Aall hail Jericho
Turnpike Teck
That's where I go to learn the things about the universe I'll need
So I can build a stamped
'Cause I'm all up in your face again, I'm all up in your face.
[Chorus]
A wannabe gangstar, a victim of the chromosome prankster
I thanks ya, I sits back in my chair to contemplate my hair
OOH DAMN, I reak of cologne
But yo I'm lookin' snappy, I'm nappy, I'm crappy, got jimmy hats from pappy
So now I'm trigger happy
(Girl did he just rhyme 'crappy' with 'happy'?)
Yeah, so you girlies wanna get wit this nit wit, got Cheese Whiz or not?
Then I'm a hafta blow up ya mail box BIATCH!
Or toilet paper ya front yard, show the cops my Suburbs Card
They gotta let me go cause they know that I'm hard
It's the deal it's for real, ya betta listen to what I'm tellin' ya . . .
'Cause I'm a wannabe gangstar.
[Chorus]
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