You see my swag, Now you wanna come and give me all this drag
I think you better back, back
Because my hand is itching to give you a smack
What's your name again, Jack?
It's the end of the road, ain't no turning back
Don't let the fly taste fool you
Matter of fact, it's about time that I school you
Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry
I don't even wanna get my fresh gear dirty
A little birdie chirped of your flurry

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