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Bhtch Slapped
Hey whatcha doin' Gus?
You wanna come mess withus?
Well, you'd better think twice
Or in your eye you'll get a Flav-o-ice.

All the bhtches, they are mod
We will plant upon you sod.
Fill your head with fertilizer
Then serve it as an appetizer.

You silly foolish little sap,
Yo' gonna get yo'self Bhtch slapped!!!

Bhtch Slapped! Yo' gonna get Bhtch slapped!!
Bhtch Slapped! Yo' gonna get Bhtch slapped!!
S!L!A!P!P!E!D! BHTCH SLAPPED!!
Yo' gonna get Bhtch Slapped!
Bhtch slapped! Yo' gonna get Bhtch Slapped!

We'll throw you in the urinal,
Then throw your wallet down the hall
You won't get no sympathy
From the Bhtches of G.B.

We don't care about your strife,
We'll slap your face, and fuck your wife.
Stick yo' hean through that door,
And we'll check yo' ass to da floor.
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song length: 00:03:49

song rating: 7.75

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