Butt Town
The cops are well-groomed, with Muscled physiques in butt town Their tan uniforms are tailored in Chic In butt town Any young black male who walks Down the street Is gonna get stopped by a car full Of meat But the girl with the hair Flies by in her underwear- She's done nothing so far to Deserve that car When you live in butt town You gotta get down But in butt town i'm learnin' In butt town i'm earnin In butt town i'm turnin Into my worst nightmare I'm tellin' you. it's a motley crew in Butt town Monday you're new, and friday You're thoguh In butt town The producer is wily, and owns What he sells The talent is a eager to go straight to hell The tits are amazing, and everyone's Gazing. At some body part- Thats the nature of art in butt Town All over butt town dreams have a Show down
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