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The chocolate starfish is my man Fred Durst
Access Hollywood, license to kill
A redneck ♥♥♥♥♥♥ from Jacksonville
Bringing on the dumpster funk
A microphone, machete's in the back of my trunk
Rock'in so steady with the he says, she says
And don't forget about the starfish navigation system
Don't hate me, I'm just an alien
With thirty-seven tons of new millenium
Dum ditty dum, where's it coming from?
Misses Aguilera, come and get some
Oh no, which way to go to the dance flow
In stewa-stereo
Pay me no mind
I seen The Fight Club about twenty-eight times
And I'm a keep my pants saggin'
Keep a skateboard, a spray can, for the taggin'
And I'm a keep a lot of girls on my band wagon
'Cause I don't give a ♥♥♥♥ livin' life in the fast lane
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