Oh My God
Here comes the Frag Dog, honey
Ohw ohw yeah yeah
Ohw ohw yeah yeah
Ouh ouh
I'm looking for my clever toy
My one and all is … no joy
You'd better run and hide again
Coz when I'm through with you, my friend
You would be lucky if you reconize yourself
Ouh Ouh, Yourself
Hey little girls, get ready for the Frag Dog
Everybody run till the shit old tiny box
I'm getting more line under every little mind
I'm showing more fun with the secret pain
Hey you, you'd better hit the road, looser
Coz the Fat Boy is getting closer
The Fat Boy is getting closer
I don't even have a job
I'm kinda lost without no mom
I'm a shy and secret boy
Building up a secret bomb
And when I push the button and I recognize yourself
Hello little world, get ready for the Frag Dog
Everybody run till the shit old tiny box
Hello little world, get ready I'm a Bad Boy
I'm killing you off line
Feeling like a man
I grow up free
With a fame full of shit
Hey you, just remember, just still the Frag Dog is getting closer
Yeah the Frag Dog is getting closer
Yeah the Frag Dog is getting closer
Closer
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