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Letra : IPOD_SHUFFLE_MIX_2009

Bend a what, bend a who?
Bendaroos, the amazing, flexible—

Shot my choppa at every boy in the yard
My gun is better than yours
My aim is better than yours
I'll shoot you and you cannot dodge
Shot my choppa at every boy in the yard
My gun is better than yours
My aim is better than yours
I'll shoot you and you cannot dodge

Who is you? (Who is you?)
Who is you? (Who is you?)
I might spin the block (Spin the block)
Like a Rubik's Cube (Rubik's Cube)
I might put a hole in you like a hula hoop (Hula hoop)
Drop an anvil on your head like a Looney Tune (Looney Tune)

What ya' gon' do about it? What ya' gon' do about it?
What ya' gon' do about it? What ya' gon' do about it?
What ya' gon' do about it? What ya' gon' do about it?
What ya' gon' do about it? What ya' gon' do about it?
What ya' gon' do about it? What ya' gon' do about it?
What ya' gon' do about it? What ya' gon' do about it?
What ya' gon' do about it? What ya' gon' do about it?
What ya' gon' do about it? What ya' gon' do about it?
What ya' gon' do about it? What ya' gon' do about it?
What ya' gon' do about it? What ya' gon' do about it?
What ya' gon' do about it? What ya' gon' do about it?
What ya' gon' do about it? What ya' gon' do about it?
What ya' gon' do about it? What ya' gon' do about it?
What ya' gon' do about it? What ya' gon' do about it?
What ya' gon' do about it? What ya' gon' do about it?
What ya' gon' do about it? What ya' gon' do about it?
Shot my choppa at every boy in the yard
My gun is better than yours
My aim is better than yours
I'll shoot you and you cannot dodgе
Shot my choppa at every boy in the yard
My gun is bеtter than yours
My aim is better than yours
I'll shoot you and you cannot dodge

Who is you? (Who is you?)
Who is you? (Who is you?)
I might spin the block (Spin the block)
Like a Rubik's Cube (Rubik's Cube)
I might put a hole in you like a hula hoop (Hula hoop)
Drop an anvil on your head like a Looney Tune (Looney Tune)

You saw me and you ran like track
And I shot yo' homie, then I spun right back
There ain't no comin' back girl!
There ain't no comin' back girl!
Suck my d**k, suck my d**k
Suck my d**k, suck my d**k
You're a fake foo, your GMO
You're Rick Ross verse, U.O.E.N.O
You're creepy, heard your last song, made me sleepy
Turn your b*t*h to a tipi
My mouth gold just like C3P0
Turn her face down like Yu-Gi-Oh
You're useless
Scared? Mask up like Eustace
Need an old b*t*h? That's Toothless
Pu**y bald like Rufus
Oh, if you're cold, get burnt by the heater
If you're lost, just follow the leader
Stay ten tows down like I didn't pay the meter
You're a fake n***a like Cousin Skeeter

You saw me and you ran like track
And I shot yo' homie, then I spun right back
Now there ain't no comin' back girl!