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letra de james' birthday song - plutoz

(uh, what up voodoo? plutoz. captain hook. old skool rob
we gonna treat ya better. uh
you’re beautiful voodoo. uh
voodoo’s 24!)

verse 1:
happy birthday james, you’re the king of typography
listen close for this most intimate biography
his world play ain’t heresay, it’s verbal psychology
he oughtta be the kind of sodomy, well he probably
is the best typographist, so throw up your f-ckin fist
the immanuel kant of font, makin suckas wish
that they could do it like voodoo
who knew that he’d end up being a 6’7″ hunk of man meat?
no need to ask me, james is like family
which makes us incestual but really can you blame me?
how’s the weather up there stretch? bet it’s sunny
he eats dumps like he likes his eggs, real runny. uh!

chorus (carole king sings)
(you gotta get up every mornin’ voodoo
show the world motherf-cker
uh, uh, get up!
they gonna treat you better
uh you’re beautiful voodoo. two four up in this b-tch.)

verse 2:
we don’t need a f-ckin’ chorus, don’t bore us with one-liners
pokin’ glory hole in the locker room of the 49ers
see i’ve known voodoo for so long we go way back
the way he bare-backs is like a needle in a haystack
the best friends, roommates and lovers
he’s always on all fours, like he’s duckin’ for cover
there’s no wonder why he’ll always use a rubber goin’ raw
throwin’ slumber parties zero to sixty like a mazerati uh!
bros before ho’s is his personal motto
on his knees bukaki is like winnin’ the lotto
and you know he’s hung like picture frames
whether here or new york city you’re our boy happy birthday james

outro:
(uh happy birhtday mother f-cker
happy birthday james!
you’re beautiful voodoo
voodoo’s 24!
uh we out… like your dad
happy birthday james!)

- plutoz

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