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(Jorma) Hey yo, new Island, 2011, let's get 'em Kiv!
(Akiva) Hey yo my dick don't work, shit is soft as a pillow,
My girly at me like
You for dude?
(Jorma) Hey yo, up, hold up. We gotta come harder than that. Yo, tell 'em Andy...
(Andy) I think there might be something wrong my dick,
It's like a melted of butter
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 think I 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 though, I suffer from stinky dick
Every time I take a piss it smells just like
(Jorma) Ha ha, yeah, that's I'm talking about. Andy, show 'em how it's done.
(Andy) My dick like the fat that you cut off a steak,
in like my balls went and stepped on a rake,
(Jorma) Island, Grammy-nominated, yeah! Hit 'em again.
(Akiva) Yo, out the box with my soggy little shrimp,
I was an year old girl before the doctor found my dick.
(Jorma) We make too much for this shit! Murder music...
(Andy) I the bed cause my dick played a prank on my butt,
crept when I slept and stuck a laxative up!
(Jorma) Depository music! What y'all know incontinence?
(Akiva) I got Hepatitis C a horse, but no confusion,
It wasn't the sex, it was the blood transfusion!
(Jorma) What?! Motherfucker got horse blood! y'all got?
(Andy) I write freaky where cartoons fuck!
Got CGI Garfield Marmaduke's nuts!
(Jorma) Wooo! I would like to see that! This Garfield sex music! Now y'all just showing off! Preach.
(Akiva) I got a friend named who lives down at the dump,
Every other week I swing by to bring him lunch!
(Jorma) Oh! Now that just sounds nice! Imma call it right there. over, motherfuckers. Lonely Island, we started this fake-rap shit. The world needs us!