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[Verse 1]
Uh, picnic by the burning bush
she pinched me on my hairy tush
hula-hoop, double dutch, man
Dang, tuna sandwich with no crust
she's tired of my petty squandering
I'm 'bout to take a trip to Orleans, uh
Then an island that seems Hawaiian, uh
Then make her disappear like the Mayans
Yeah, now she find out I lied about my inches
Yeah, I told her mind her fucking business, haha
Shit she refused to wash my dirty dishes
she's sucking my friends, I can't even grind with her
Damn, she slap me all day and night
kicked me in the butt so hard, now I don't shit right
I get a restraining order, that's life
Nick Da Quick tell the girls, I'm single for the night!
[Hook]
Yeah, Let's mingle
race don't even matter black, white, asian, latino
I'm licking on some of em, I'm sniffin on some of em
Melissa Joan Hart got a teenage witch for me, wassup
Yeah, Let's mingle, hey let's mingle
tonight Let's mingle
and I'm licking on some of em, I'm sniffin on some of em
Melissa Joan Hart got a teenage witch for me, wassup
[Verse 2]
riding on the bus, in the back
civil rights, but I cares less for the flack
And I'm kinda feeling like a brat
So when girls call, I text and send a selfie back
chicks hate it when I do that shit
And when I get home send her a dick-pic
her husband call me back to see who that is
Man I hate it when they do that shit
Sponge-bob t-shirt, Batman drawers
Now watch me take these cartoons off
Girl I'm bout to set it off
Yeah, I bang you for an hour, still can't get it up
Swimming trunks and bathing suits
can't swim I might drown, that's the honest truth
when I finish quick, then she wanna fight
Jiggamane tell them girls I'm single for the night
[Repeat Hook]
[Verse 3]
Now she got on a skin-tight dress
my crotch and zipper is compressed
And I been gushing all day at her
I make her feel Retarded like Ben Stiller
She used to be my primary baby-sitter
when I was little she tried to run off and take me with her
I say straight up, she say she just playing
Then I eats out her crevice filled with pork Spam
Uh, dating the fine southern pine
the Klan left me hanging on a clothes line
I cut the noose off: two times
about to cal the FBI: Hate Crime
She charged a dollar, I paid ten dimes
We both say we clean and we both lying
now I got a itchy dong, what a fun night
meet me at Starbucks if your single for the night
