paroles de chanson
Oh-whoa,
oh-oh
Polynesian
(oh),
I
got
sauce
even
on
a
Sunday
(oh-oh)
She
ride
the
dick
like
a
Hyundai
(oh-oh)
Bezel
beatin'
like
a
drum
break,
it's
the
Stone
Age
You
should
know
better
than
thinkin'
'bout
redemption,
is
you
Shawshank?
(Ooh)
She
throw
it
at
me
'cause
you
mad
at
him
Girl,
don't
salt
shake
me
She
might
reach,
gotta
grap
her
air
for
no
reason
at
all
(ooh-ooh)
She
Guyanese,
so
she
askin'
me
'bout
where
I
be,
where
I'm
from
(ooh-ooh)
I'm
high-anese,
off
the
ganja
right
now,
use
your
Chinese
on
me,
girl
(ooh-ooh)
She
Kylie,
spent
a
lot
on
her
nails,
I'm
Gucci
to
my
balls
(uh)
You
don't
know
my
body
(ay-ay)
I
got
an
A
in
anatomy
(ay-ay)
I
got
a
fuck-nigga
allergy
(ay-ay)
I
never
fucked
with
you
actually,
yeah
(ay-ay)
I
get
my
pants
from
the
Japanese,
yeah
(ay-ay)
Open
the
trunk
like
a
fiberwing,
yeah
(ay-ay)
Could
never
trick,
even
Halloween,
yeah
(ay-ay)
I
take
a
bad
bitch
to
Jollibee,
yeah
(ay-ay)
She
a
neat
freak,
for
you,
for
me,
she
do
it
so
sloppily,
yeah
(ay-ay)
I'm
fillin'
up
on
the
macca
tree,
yeah
(ay-ay)
I'm
a
health
nut,
get
the
broccoli
(ay-ay)
Told
my
old
bitch,
"Don't
talk
to
me"
(ay-ay)
I'm
over
words,
I'm
apostrophe
(ay-ay)
Understand
me
like
a
balcony
Polynesian
(oh),
I
got
sauce
even
on
a
Sunday
(oh-oh)
She
ride
the
dick
like
a
Hyundai
(oh-oh)
Bezel
beatin'
like
a
drum
break,
it's
the
Stone
Age
(no)
You
should
know
better
than
thinkin'
'bout
redemption,
is
you
Shawshank?
(Ooh)
She
throw
it
at
me
'cause
you
mad
at
him
Girl,
don't
salt
shake
me
She
might
reach,
gotta
grab
for
her
air
for
no
reason
at
all
(ooh-ooh)
She
Guyanese,
so
she
askin'
me
'bout
where
I
be,
where
I'm
from
(ooh-ooh)
I'm
high-anese
(yeah),
off
the
ganja
right
now
(yeah)
Use
your
Chinese
on
me,
girl
(yeah,
yeah)
(ooh-ooh)
She
Kylie
(yeah),
spent
a
lot
on
her
nails
(yeah),
I'm
Gucci
to
my
balls
(ah,
could
on)
You
don't
know
my
body
(you
don't
know
my)
I
got
beef
with
this
battery
that's
in
my
back
(ooh-ooh)
I
got
the
cease
and
desist
on
you
nigga,
you
whack
(ooh-ooh)
And
I'ma
see
to
it,
that
I
leave
out
with
a
check
She
on
my
dick,
my
legacy
all
on
her
chin
(ooh-ooh)
She
all
moody,
gettin'
that
thing
and
I
leave,
she
all
moody
(ooh-ooh)
I'm
the
one
holdin'
the
lens,
I'm
unruly,
I
never
stop
goin'
in
(ooh-ooh)
I'm
in
the
yard
workin'
it,
rackin'
it
in
(ooh-ooh)
Badass
bitch
with
me,
think
I'm
Joey
(ooh-ooh)
Fat
ass
lips,
Angelina
Jolie
(ooh-ooh)
When
I
Photoshop,
I
ain't
talkin'
Adobe
Brand-new
truck
stop,
open
up
the
door
hinge
Colors
stand
out,
I
look
like
a
goalie
I'm
from
the
Lou',
you
gon'
have
to
show
me
Polynesian,
I
got
sauce
even
on
a
Sunday
(show
me
somethin')
She
ride
the
dick
like
a
Hyundai
(baby)
Bezel
beatin'
like
a
drum
break,
it's
the
Stone
Age
You
should
know
better
than
thinkin'
'bout
redemption,
is
you
Shawshank?
She
throw
it
at
me
'cause
you
mad
at
him
Girl,
don't
salt
shake
me
She
might
reach,
gotta
grap
her
air
for
no
reason
at
all
She
Guyanese,
so
she
askin'
me
'bout
where
I
be,
where
I'm
from
I'm
high-anese,
off
the
ganja
right
now,
use
your
Chinese
on
me,
girl
She
Kylie,
spent
a
lot
on
her
nails,
I'm
Gucci
to
my
balls
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