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(Jorma) Hey yo, new Island, 2011, let's get 'em Kiv!
(Akiva) Hey yo my dick work, that shit is soft as a pillow,
My girly at me like
You for dude?
(Jorma) Hey yo, hold up, hold up. We come harder than that. Yo, tell 'em Andy...
(Andy) I think might be something wrong with my dick,
It's like a stick of butter
So soft that it can't a rubber
(Jorma) Hey yo, come on man, this is Lonely Island. are countin' on us. I gotta write all these motherfuckers myself-
Hey yo, I I broke my dick in the sink,
so small and ugly,
All smashed and like it was playin' rugby,
Hold up, hold up, is serious. Kiv, let 'em know.
(Akiva) Yo for real though, I from stinky dick
time I take a piss it smells just like shit
(Jorma) Ha ha, yeah, that's what I'm about. Andy, show 'em how it's done.
(Andy) My looks 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, straight out the box my soggy little shrimp,
I was an eight year old before the doctor found my dick.
(Jorma) We make too money for this shit! Murder music...
(Andy) I shit the bed cause my dick a prank on my butt,
Straight crept when I slept and a laxative up!
(Jorma) Depository music! What y'all know incontinence?
(Akiva) I got Hepatitis C a horse, but no confusion,
It from the sex, it was the blood transfusion!
(Jorma) What?! Motherfucker got horse blood! y'all got?
(Andy) I freaky fan-fiction where cartoons fuck!
Got CGI licking Marmaduke's nuts!
(Jorma) Wooo! I would to see that! This that Garfield sex music! Now y'all just showing off! Preach.
(Akiva) I got a friend named Reggie who lives at the dump,
Every other week I swing by to him some lunch!
(Jorma) Oh! Now that sounds nice! Imma call it right there. Game over, motherfuckers. Lonely Island, we started this fake-rap shit. The world needs us!