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S1 • E11 Jun 15, 2011 5m8.9
It was the first day,
Back to school.
Cuttin up in class,
Actin like a tool.
Friends are rollin in,
We started talkin bout the summer.
DJ saw Twilight,
Bummer.
I spoke up,
And I asked my friends,
"Are there any new girls? Nines or tens?"
Hopin a few hotties,
Had moved from other cities,
And in walked this girl,
With Tig 'Ol Bitties.
WHOO
I can't believe my eyes.
In a contest they'd win first prize.
Double D, guarantee,
I was checkin the size,
It's like two beach balls in a shirt disguise.
Or earth and mars,
Havin some fun.
Wait I take that back,
It's like two of the sun.
But at this point i let my mind run,
And drifted off thinkin bout them Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Hah, Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Mount Fuji brought it's twin.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Two melons in a shirt.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
I put books in my lap.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Heads bobbin as she walks.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Oh my god!
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
T-Tig 'Ol Bitties.
T-Tig 'Ol Bitties.
T-Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
T-Tig 'Ol Bitties.
T-Tig 'Ol Bitties.
T-Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Kept trippin in class cuz of her dang breasts in a tiny white shirt,
Boobs havin a fiesta.
Later in lab,
We were messin with test tubes.
Couldn't keep my eyes off the new girls chest.
BOOBS!
Wasn't payin attention.
Got busted,
Had to serve detention.
In biology,
We talkes about the bees.
The best kinda bees.
BOOB-BEES.
WHOO
Can't believe my mind,
I hold a pokerface to her two of a kind.
With each step,
Her breasts gettin redefined,
I'm makin my move,
I'm thinkin it's time.
OH SNAP.
Imma ask her to prom,
And in my head,
She responds "You're the bomb"
Feelin nervous,
So i count to three.
"I like your boobs. Go to prom with me?"
Hah, Tig 'Ol Bitties.
King kong boobs.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Great tracks of land.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Like my balls.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Real big
Back to school.
Cuttin up in class,
Actin like a tool.
Friends are rollin in,
We started talkin bout the summer.
DJ saw Twilight,
Bummer.
I spoke up,
And I asked my friends,
"Are there any new girls? Nines or tens?"
Hopin a few hotties,
Had moved from other cities,
And in walked this girl,
With Tig 'Ol Bitties.
WHOO
I can't believe my eyes.
In a contest they'd win first prize.
Double D, guarantee,
I was checkin the size,
It's like two beach balls in a shirt disguise.
Or earth and mars,
Havin some fun.
Wait I take that back,
It's like two of the sun.
But at this point i let my mind run,
And drifted off thinkin bout them Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Hah, Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Mount Fuji brought it's twin.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Two melons in a shirt.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
I put books in my lap.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Heads bobbin as she walks.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Oh my god!
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
T-Tig 'Ol Bitties.
T-Tig 'Ol Bitties.
T-Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
T-Tig 'Ol Bitties.
T-Tig 'Ol Bitties.
T-Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Kept trippin in class cuz of her dang breasts in a tiny white shirt,
Boobs havin a fiesta.
Later in lab,
We were messin with test tubes.
Couldn't keep my eyes off the new girls chest.
BOOBS!
Wasn't payin attention.
Got busted,
Had to serve detention.
In biology,
We talkes about the bees.
The best kinda bees.
BOOB-BEES.
WHOO
Can't believe my mind,
I hold a pokerface to her two of a kind.
With each step,
Her breasts gettin redefined,
I'm makin my move,
I'm thinkin it's time.
OH SNAP.
Imma ask her to prom,
And in my head,
She responds "You're the bomb"
Feelin nervous,
So i count to three.
"I like your boobs. Go to prom with me?"
Hah, Tig 'Ol Bitties.
King kong boobs.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Great tracks of land.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Like my balls.
Tig 'Ol Bitties.
Real big
