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Six Holes on a Stick lyrics

spoons
crap on a stick
they call me frosted flakes aka ricky lake back in the lake of the t-unit shake.u think thats nice like pork fried rice,u pickin ya lice ,wit my slice home or is it home slice.im like an animal yer dads a canibal, i slaped yer mom cause she ate all my danimals.YOGURT,GOGURT.
i poke badgers wit spoons,inda runes of the t-unit tunes.hut ,muts,cuts,and butts.ill spit in ya face like a llama.woops i pooped in ya pajamas.you can find me in the tub ruba duba dub.i got all the water and soap in the club.im so hot make you stop drop and roll,put a french fry in ya nose put a put a hot dog in your wooh!he aint a cracker hes a saltine wacker!im more gangster than a duck on a hot day.g-unit, t-units the way. lets go play with the gangstas today.

spoons
crap on a stick

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Deerhoof - Six Holes On A Stick: (2001) Halfbird © Menlo Park Recordings. (video from YouTube)

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