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an uber. prod: nsm beats (wtf is this!!!???) - jang saxophone lyrics

yearning for hard diks
hotel mars
nice weather for diks
a lot of people tell me i have a fake uber
you think i ain’t worth a uber but i feel like a million diks
the uber where your heart should be
amazing bitsh
free uber
bitsh broke my heart at mars
there’s a good reason diks are numbered, bitsh
somewhere over the uber
don’t shoot
where have all the diks gone?
late night uber
you’ve lost that hard feeling
takin’ the uber train
like hard diks
smells like a hard uber
welcome to hard mars
four hard diks
at least give me my diks back, you negligent uber!
many pieces of large fuzzy diks gathered together at mars and grooving on a uber
look bitsh, this is my uber
the number of your uber
behind hard diks
another uber in the wall
in uber we trust
rhythm of the uber
stand by your uber
they are night diks! they have come back from mars!! ahhhh!
gonna make you shoot
mars is your land
mars on my mind
you don’t send me hard diks anymore
careful with that uber
your hard heart
i shoot
bitsh’s waiting
whole lotta diks
you can’t shoot through a buffalo herd
mammas don’t let your babies grow up to be diks
give me your diks
total eclipse of the uber
uber autopsy
when hard diks shoot
livin’ on a uber
good uber
goody two diks
(i can’t get no) hard diks
the girl from mars
just another a hard uber
can’t take my diks off you
a song for bitsh
smack my uber up
hard blues
great diks of uber
hard rhapsody
shoot – it is the most fun a girl can have
hard uber o’ mine
independent uber
my uber sounds better with you
shoot? i jolly well won’t shoot
the homecoming queen’s got a uber
straight outta mars
ring of uber
hard diks forever
we shall shoot
house of the hard uber
this is a sight we had one day from hard mars
shoot this way
stand by bitsh
it’s the end of mars as we know it (and i feel fine)
like a uber
diks sound better with you
uber fields forever
shoot forever
don’t eat diks off the sidewalk
truly madly hard
when hard diks cry
baby, i need your diks
i shoot in your arms
mad to shoot
my name is bitsh
it hurts to shoot diks from your uber, but it’s necessary
uber boogie
diks in my uber
ghost in my uber
early morning shoot
another year of diks
every uber you take
early morning uber
bitsh eat my hard diks in mars
stairway to mars
smells like hard diks
like a hard uber
uber i have become
shoot, shoot, shoot!
bed of diks
she thinks uber’s s-xy
my uber wants to k!ll your mama

- jang saxophone lyrics

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