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Bada Bing

8/21/17 " Taking swigs Continuing to dig Doing it big Bada-bing Crown me I am king Doing my thing Toward the fences I swing My all I bring Sting like a bee, And knock them out the ring Ding Ding Ding It ain't no thing but a chicken wing They were holding on by a string Unable to cling Now in a sling Few cooler Or crueler A little bit of Ferris Bueller Call me the super duper ruler Being a doer Nevermind the rumors A good sense of humor Maneuvered Throughout the sewer Even when a junior On a scooter

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