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    [Gal]
    Let me see ya dance

    New coat, huh?
    That's nice
    Did u buy it?
    Yeah, right
    U seeing that rich motherfucker again
    U know who I'm talking about
    That slicked back paddy with all the gold in his mouth
    Don't try to play me 4 yesterday's fool
    Cuz I'll slap your ass into the middle of next week
    I'm sorry baby, that's the rules

    I pay the rent in this raggedy motherfucker
    And all u do is suck up food and heat
    Say what? Oh yeah?
    4 someone who can't stand them T.V. dinners
    U sure eat enought of them motherfuckers
    Who bought u that diamond ring?
    Yeah, right.
    Since when did u have a job?
    U seeing that rich motherfucker again
    What's his name? Bob?
    Bob, ain't that a bitch?
    What's he do for a living?
    Manage rock stars?
    Who?
    Prince?
    Ain't that a bitch?
    That skinny motherfucker with the high voice?
    Please, who do I look like baby?
    Yesterday's fool?
    Don't u know I will kill u now?
    U're fuckin' right.
    I gotta gun
    U think I don't?
    Then what's this?
    Oh, u quiet now
    uh uh!
    Little? Yeah, right. It might be little but it's loud

    Yeah, right.
    Uh uh!

    Now put that suitcase down
    And go in there
    And put on that wig I bought U
    No, No
    No, No
    The reddish-brown one
    Bob, ain't that a bitch?
    Oh
    Gotcha
    Got ya

    Hey Bob, if u're out there, let me see u dance
    U said u was funky
    C'mon, c'mon

    Ain't that a bitch?
    Bob

    (Come out with your hands up)
    I'll kick your ass (This is your last warning)
    Think I won't? (Oh no! The nigger's got a laser)
    (Let's get the hell out of here)

    Is Mr. George home?
    Hello, Mr. George? {Note: The high pitched voice}
    This is your conscience, motherfucker {that responds to his call, when}
    Why don't u leave motherfuckers alone? {slowed down to about 2 rpm,says}
    What's wrong with u? {"Operator, what city please?"}
    Well, why can't we just dance?
    Why can't we just dance?
    No, fuck that, fuck that
    I don't talk about u, I don't talk about u
    Wit' yo' little almond-shaped head ass
    Who the fuck do u think this is?
    I'll kick your ass... twice

    Bob, if u're out there
    Let me see u dance
    U said u were funky, c'mon

    B-O-B, spell the shit backwards, what'd it say
    Same motherfuckin' shit

    Turn it out

    Bob, ain't that a bitch?

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