strawberry fields - dognamedsam lyrics
intro:
“jobs? they’re not taking anyone’s jobs. they’re doing the jobs that americans don’t wanna do like picking strawberries—”
b*tch, why the f*ck is it always picking strawberries, you stupid hoe?
and now that these tables turned, i’m the one who’s f*ckin’ feelin’ uncomfortable
(dognamedsam)
f*ck it
verse 1:
if i were president, i’d never sell my people out
i wouldn’t keep ’em f*cked up—
in fact, i’d raid all the bricks out the agencies’ lockup
build the wall and sp*ckle it with sackler guts (yuck!)
hеre’s another random thought:
i can’t wait for that first blue hеlmet headshot
don’t you hate when you meet a b*tch
and you can’t tell if she’s just f*cked up stupid or sick?
i’ll slang back like i’m booming them bricks, 6’3
jackie kennedy’s lap is where your cap gon’ be
it’s a fact, you’re looking at a real patriot
i’ll stay yapping, talk my sh*t, and i’ll stay packing if they f*ck with it (uh*uh)
that’s 1 & 2, i gave to you
3 & 4—now get the f*ck off my door
won’t be censored, won’t comply
you can’t come in, stay the f*ck outside
got bottomless mimosas at the border
gotta lot of friends with me, man i should’ve brought the quarter
maybe should call up the plug, but i think he got plugged
just for taking orders
if you wanna bang, then let’s get to it
i ain’t got much time before i get to it
if you wanna bang, then let’s get to it
i ain’t got much time before i get to it
bridge:
big old ted? no, it ain’t like that
bounce that check to the dude in back
because we’re all getting f*cked—oh, who you ask?
you and me both, same foxhole (blllattt!)
me, you, and dupree, and a bunch of people we don’t know
from whatever country
i could give a f*ck if they’re anglo*saxon and white
i see them motherf*ckers and i’ll shoot ’em on sight. (yikes!)
cl!ck bang—hurry up and bang
hurry up and f*ckin’ bang, hurry, wanna bang
loose change, gotta scr*pe it up now
f*ck it
fortunately know how sh*t stains—
your product ain’t a thing
if you find someone you trust, get your stories the same. sh*t
stay low, that’s the key to staying free
when i spent the first 48 swimming in my news feed
if you wanna bang, then let’s get to it
i ain’t got much time before i get to it
outro:
(dognamedsam)
the only good globalist’s a dead one
you should go out, find three, and scalp ’em
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