Lets Battle
Grab ya paddle
'cause we gonna battle
this ain't no flim-faddle
neither is my saddle
grab your tissues
'cause you got issues
you think your so smart
a high school drop out
smell worse then a bad fart
what a bubble ass
I'd rather smell a jackass
acting all sweet 'n innocent
I see right through you
And all your insanity
I don't like you
oh my God, like pew
Lose some weight
or they'll mistake you the Good Year Blimp
Couldn't even fit in a crate
Copyright © Letitia Alvarez | Year Posted 2011
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