作曲 : Tommy Cash/ALEXANDER GUY COOK

I play hockey, hockey, hockey, hockey, hockey all day

I'm c**ky, c**ky, c**ky, c**ky, c**ky like a

Skinny boy, fat animals get out of my way

They call me God, all the b*****s just play

I'm lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky all the way

Smile on my face, why the sky so grey?

I smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, where the ashtray?

Sorry, what? I didn't hear what you say

Oh yeah

I think I got a problem

Woke up in a Harem

We forget it, then I got 'em

**** in her ass, smoother ahh, чё?

Ah, ah, ah, yeah

**** in her ass, her ***** smells like *******

Run with the Aquaman, I could eat a kiwi

Mo?t on my peepee, and you still don't believe me

I'm so rare, you will never see me

On my tongue, girl, la-la-la

Peelin' my banana-na

From a world of [?]

Sounds like [?]

Kiss girls, 'cause I can talk fast

Gopnik on the streets, Dostoyevsky on the sheets

Kanye East with my words — best friend with your c**t, yeah

***** tastes like [?] school, b*****s call me Scissorhands

Not good for fingering, but they might cut hella bands

Got a way with words, I'm good with my mouth

I be livin' in the streets because [?] burned my house

It's getting hot in here, if we measure by the temperature

Got the fifth gear in smoking, with agents and managers

I play hockey, hockey, hockey, hockey, hockey all day

I'm c**ky, c**ky, c**ky, c**ky, c**ky like a

Skinny boy, fat animals get out of my way

They call me God, all the b*****s just play

I'm c**ky, c**ky, c**ky, c**ky, c**ky like a

Smile on my face, why the sky so grey?

I smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, where the ashtray?

Sorry (A. G.) I didn't hear what you