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(Jorma) Hey yo, new Lonely Island, 2011, get 'em Kiv!
(Akiva) Hey yo my don't work, that shit is soft as a pillow,
My girly lookin' at me
You for dude?
(Jorma) Hey yo, hold up, hold up. We gotta harder than that. Yo, tell 'em Andy...
(Andy) I think there might be wrong with my dick,
It's like a melted stick of
So soft that it can't fill a
(Jorma) Hey yo, come on man, this is Lonely Island. are countin' on us. I gotta write all these motherfuckers myself-
Hey yo, I I broke my dick in the sink,
It's so and ugly,
All and flat like it was playin' rugby,
Hold up, hold up, is serious. Kiv, let 'em know.
(Akiva) Yo for real though, I suffer stinky dick
time I take a piss it smells just like shit
(Jorma) Ha ha, yeah, that's what I'm talking about. Andy, 'em how it's done.
(Andy) My dick looks like the fat you cut off a steak,
Smashed in like my went and stepped on a rake,
(Jorma) Island, Grammy-nominated, yeah! Hit 'em again.
(Akiva) Yo, straight out the box with my soggy shrimp,
I was an eight year old girl before the found my dick.
(Jorma) We make too money for this shit! Murder music...
(Andy) I the bed cause my dick played a prank on my butt,
Straight crept when I slept and stuck a up!
(Jorma) Depository music! y'all know about incontinence?
(Akiva) I got C from a horse, but no confusion,
It from the sex, it was the blood transfusion!
(Jorma) What?! Motherfucker got horse blood! y'all got?
(Andy) I write fan-fiction where cartoons fuck!
Got CGI Garfield Marmaduke's nuts!
(Jorma) Wooo! I would like to see that! This that Garfield sex music! Now just showing off! Preach.
(Akiva) I got a named Reggie who lives down at the dump,
Every week I swing by to bring him some lunch!
(Jorma) Oh! Now that just sounds nice! Imma it right there. Game over, motherfuckers. Lonely Island, we started this fake-rap shit. The world needs us!