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letra de bart,friend (friend edition) - mr. barber

[verse]
bart simpson twist, marge is my fist
larger than p-ss, my c-ck is falling off
i had a thot, reminder of the building
i find her in my- how are you doing?
you probably haven’t cavalry shivers
too cold outside for any friend
jawline, dot dot dot
fall beyond my language
englander on the pirate ship gets flamed b-tch
hang with anybody who is friendly
it makes me feel better about myself
razz won’t stop typing, friends won’t stop typing
largest hospital in the world blown up by my chewing
stop friending me, you’re gonna turn into soup
squishy nuts, aye
fishing net destroys whatever i gain
employ friendly people for diversity
i lost my money because of it, they stole it
oh no, they’re rolling across the floor
they’re on my floor, now i’m on the floor
everybody do the dinosaur
ganeen!? more like gangrene, get it? cause, you’re evil
you’re not friendly, you’re evil
i seen too many things in the war
very long chin hair gets caught in a helicopter blade
fans of anything fan-worthy
what are you doing? why are you in my house?
sweet pounds of cheese loaf
please gloat anyway, f-ck the goat, truck starter
electric car battery, i’ll f-ck you with your friendly tree
pliers, retire please
engage in s-x with a donkey
everybody gets naked and does the honkey-tonkey
i crawl on the ground where the dirt belongs
ha! let me sing you my song
ooh, what a friendly man
he held up my house, now i can’t get down
that was my song, i hope you liked it
leave a like, subscribe, feel nice about it
eat rice to it, street
really not smart, h0m-sapien, hobos-xual
glow like flexing electric wires
my d-ck is like popeye, it eats spinach and then gets really big
my mouth is like chicken pox, i’m dying
i’m flying across the world on a jet
i am a us vet, i won vietnam
friendliness was my doing
shut the f-ck up
sketti? no u
have
lasso the horse
pass over russian bombs
european union gets lost
in the desert
everybody turns out weather
destroy anything you see
remember the joys of being friendly?
’cause you’re not anymore
you’re alive, you’re a guy
with a stretched -n-s
you’re a wet painter
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- mr barber

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