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Okay here's a story about my mom and dad,one was white and one was black,and I bet you think you're glad I'm half breed just look at me,my skin is fair yet tan I don't know what the hell I'm on So 1, 2,1, 2, 3 Slam!Kinky hair when I wake up,it's straight when I got to bed My dad just jive talked to me I don't know what he just said My mother's she's a honkeymy dad's Kentucky fried I don't know what the hell I'm onso 1,21,2,3 Slam!Back at home it black-eyed peaswith a pot roast on the side It's hot dogs on Friday nightthe chicken's country fried My dad says "yo boy pass the peas"My mom says "pass the squash"I need something to ease the pain So go downtown and get some downers Ya going down (down)Ya going down (down)Ya going down baby, down baby,take me down.Oh man I'm a little bit slowbut I gotta get up somehowgot no money just a good idealet me tell you how I'll steal my parents credit cardsoh yes I'll rip them off I'll go down town to ?and get myself some cocaine Now I'm high and I'm not shy I'll get it off my chest My mom is white she's always rightshe thinks that she's the best My daddy's just a negrohe's not one to play golf I don't know what the hell I amso 1,21,2,3 Slam!Slam (x3)1,21,2,3 said Stop!
