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These damn imports have no clue

They run around bitchin and telling me what to do

So finnaly I say fuck you too

And the bitch goes cryin boo whoo

Excuse me I'm busy

Who the hell isnt cant you see

Lucky you have everyone fooled in this city

You play the owner as your tool

He has no clue your a damn fool

When it comes to bullshit your past full

You cry and moan like a little bitch

I know your a girl just make the switch

Im half your age and compared to you Im rich

Good thing I dont have to take your shit

So Im outa here I quit

Yall have lots to learn here

First is you cant rule by fear

Your in America here

We dont work for queers

And you i think has shortman syundrom

You act so tough to put fear in them

But you back down to words on a whim

I felt for you so I stayed

From my plan I shouldnt have swayed

It was too hard to even get paid