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[Hook] 4x
We’re cooped up
“ Home Men” that they dub
Expressly, we’re..

[Verse 1]
[WillFake]
I ain’t got no activities in this small city
So I’m cooped up wilfully
Or am I too slothful?
Better munch the cuisine at dwellin’ till I got full
(Sport!) I ain’t likin’ it
(Spot!) My spot’s in my house
Big (Shot!) in fam ain’t in circumstance
Layin’ at bed’s better than walkin’ to ‘em buildin’
Notwithstandin’ I got no longer hustle
In this hustle-bustle, I watch “ Kungfu Hustle “, B-ly!

[B-ly]
Head ducked, study, nah, I mean study the rap song
No, I kid, I learn the lesson
What the fuck tussle with my sinister sister?
Watch “ New Fam 100 “
100% of me and Willy is 100+100+160° in my home
We’re homie and we’re

[Hook] 4x

[Verse 2]
[WillFake]
This means we’re keen-witted
‘Cause ‘bout playin’ time, I don’t give a shit with it
We’re possessin’ ability that Mickey Mouse
There’s nobody take me and Billy’s Mickey, ouch
Got no stir-crazy, like my granny
Said, “Better in home than hoes!” (Ha?)

[B-ly]
Sip the milk, trapped the mice
Rhyme this way, we’re turnin’ the radio up
Then my grandpops berates
We’re irate, so we do private
Thinkin’ about mumbojumbos so over
I get Indomie Jumbos to cover my tummy
Yummy, fuck it
I put my mind to when we’re…

[Hook] 4x

[Verse 3]
[B-ly]
In the box, in the clutch, in a pickle
Remember Kartini?
The stints weedle me (Football!)
Yes, couldn’t hear me? It’s food, whore!
Sat at the home, waitin’ for my inches and pounds, bitch
My wishes become real
So why do you take the softball, play it
I just yank my britch and kick my feet?

[WillFake]
Dumb ways tonight, eat and sleep, consumin’
Slumberin’, put away, take away
But no flabby I guess
Then Ma comes with a man that feigns to be my pops in Jazz
And I’m gonna do what they want me to do
‘Cause they can’t do and I do my best and I’m gonna say, “Yes!”

[Hook] 4x

[Outro]
(We’re a ) cooped-cooped-cooped up, ho, man
Y’all (nincom-) poop-poop-poop ab, -do, men, yeah
My abdomen aches! Oh!

(You got me fucked up like chicka chicka Cook chicka Cooky
In a chicken chicka chicka chicken coop b- bitch I don’t give a chicka)

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