[Verse: Sideshow Brian]
Young Forrest Gump, up against them Forest Whitakers
Their bank accounts is low, just ask their f**ing integers
I'm not making dough either, so why the f** I front?
Oh yeah, I almost forgot, I'm a young Forrest Gump
Less retarded, or maybe equally, elaborate
Calibrate my dick into a p**y, call it Lion's Gate
I'm the f**ing dude with more 'poon than a harp
And if you wanna see some dead bodies, unwrap the tarp
Maybe I just need to calm down or maybe not
When I roll you up a flower I always aim it for the wet spot
Too hot to trot, so if you care do not
Cause we don't give a f**, cause you're just another thot, hoe
Our whips are suave, we crippin' all day
If you see me with a limp just know I got shot in my leg
I'll f** you in the face with a pitchfork article
Cleaning up the messes with fines, my name is Mop'n Glo
Time is money so my time is counting on my age
I rip a hole through these sheets of paper in a fist of rage
I lose money rapid like Nic Cage, a six gauge
Ring couldn't wrap around my dick it's got a rib cage
[Bridge: Joji Miller, Sideshow Brian]
And I don't even notice when it hurts anymore
Anymore, anymore, anymore (Yeah)
[Outro: Excerpt from the movie Don's Plum]
-Are you gonna f** her?
-Are you gonna f** her dude! f**ing p**y!
-Dude, dude, she offered me this film, and I want to do it...
(Harmony Korine singing, from the album Ssab Songs)
[Outro Continued: Don's Plum]
-It's cool man, I can f**ing act. I was in the school play!
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