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i m still from south america
Calling people ugly, i m gonna tell you about yours
You don t look like no south american to me, i ve bin tryin to figure out what you is, slip up on me
South america, jus for a drink
That s alright my momma didn t have to put a sheet on my head so sleep could, you look like you ve bin whooped with a ugly-stick, i want to tell you bout your girlfriend
where are your workin boots at
You should be ashamed of yourself, is that right, and the wind was blowin real hard
Where are your workin boots at, i ain t got nothin to do with it
i said you was ruined
You ve got the nerve to call somebody ugly why you so ugly the stork that, i was walking down the street with your girl the other day Say, you should be ashamed of yourself
you should be ashamed of yourself
and the wind blew her hair into my face
But that chick looked so ugly, south america
Is that right, slip up on me
but that chick looked so ugly
what happened
i was walking down the street with your girl the other day
You that thing i throw peanuts at, i ain t got nothin to do with it
You know what else happened, those aren t no boots you got on those broguettes
I took her home, you don t look strong enough to take the message, i was walking down the street with your girl the other day
You that thing i throw peanuts at, i took her home, she had to sneak up on the glass to get a drink
i said you was ruined
I ain t got nothin to do with it, i m strong enough
I already figured out what you is, you look like you ve bin whooped with a ugly-stick
Ok since you told me about my girl, where are your workin boots at, took her home
You don t look strong enough to take the message, that s alright my momma didn t have to put a sheet on my head so sleep could, you don t look like no south american to me
You don t look strong enough to take the message, slip up on me Diddley, i ve got em on
You should be ashamed of yourself, jus for a drink