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Where my baby at? Where my baby at? The six dick pimp is just doing his job Making sure that business isn't going under He's got the studs lined up in their stalls Put a couple of bills in, you see six minutes of balls Justine has got a plastic baggie on her dick Cherry's got a couple Prince Albert's through her prick And nobody's in number four and number six Put a couple bills in, man, you really shouldn't miss it I don't care how much time it takes I don't care what kind of money he makes I just want my honey back I'll be on my way (I'll be on my way) You're gonna gimme my boyfriend back (I'll be on my way) You thought you were smart Thought I wouldn't leave home You rented a car, and now you're halfway to Idaho You thought you were smart Thought I'd leave you alone But you have no idea what kind of hell is coming down on you I don't care how much time it takes I don't care what kind of money he makes I just want my honey back I'll be on my way (I'll be on my way) You're gonna gimme my boyfriend back (I'll be on my way) I don't care how much time it takes I don't care what kind of money he makes I just want my honey back I'll be on my way (I'll be on my way) You're going to give me my boyfriend back (I'll be on my way, I'll be on my way) The six dick pimp is just doing his job Making sure that business isn't going under He's got the studs lined up in their stalls Put a couple mills in, man, you really shouldn't miss it Because you are one of them (mm-hmm) You are gay You, you are gay You are a homosexual (mm-hmm) The opposite of straight, you're gay (mm-hmm) I know it, your family knows it, dogs know it Everyone seems to know it except you
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