tell him 'melissa doesn't hit fans, she hits air conditioners'
and has parties in hotel lobbys
2:29pmMe
with the ladies and fellas swining axes at niggas
driving my car at 90, going to go crazy, drive on the sidewalk, hit samantha
flying like a hawk, gonna gonna hafta, run from the cop, cuz i still wanna shop.
but i hafta stop, cuz there's a sign, but im a rebel and i tip cows and break my vows to the books and swans
so fly me a river and sweep me a dream cuz im gonna drift into a rock and hid til 2012 and then ima rock it everywhere
catch a meteor and throw it at you
laugh at the plagues and swim with the fire tornado, cuz the pheraos on my side and i dance for RA
the sun will shine and the water will fall and the printers makin noise
so print me some lyrics and wash my car, the end of the world is on its way and i'm gone
gone so far
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