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Piggly Wiggly
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Gotta go slow
Gotta go slow

Pig without wings
Is just another pig
And a prick that's not hard
Is just another dick

Open real wide and in goes my fist
Wasn't that just so delicious
Peddling backwards, great exercise
Monopoly's a way of life for some

That perfect car, the house, the pool
That fucking girl from high school
The spoon, the spoon
Oh, fucking christ, the spoon

Cutting lines
Oh god, it's finally time to party
Dirty (x8)

Delivery, I'm fucking starving
Sounds good, let's get it going
Bury me up bread and a rocket
Expect no delays

Topsy turvy
Driving on the curvy
To the sounds of

Mail boxes knocking over
Help my aim, oh please
In a search, maybe
Don't tell anyone where I be

My sticky situations
Hiding, I'm flying
I keep them
From you

Fucking motherfuckers
Fucking motherfucker

A pig without wings
Is just another pig
And a prick that's not hard
Is just another dick

Nickles and dimes and pennies count
That's like sixteen cents to go toward a blow job
Know you've all been there before,
Fell face first, god makes you fall from grace

Sick, up late, don't call me names
What's all this shit on my face
The spoon, the spoon
Oh, fucking christ, the spoon

Cutting lines
Oh god, it's finally time to party
Dirty (x8)

Delivery, I'm fucking starving
Sounds good, let's get it going
Bury me up bread and a rocket
Expect no delays

Topsy turvy
Driving on the curvy
To the sounds of

Mail boxes knocking over
Help my aim, oh please
In a search, maybe
Don't tell anyone where I be

My sticky situations
Hiding, I'm flying
I keep them
From you

Fucking motherfuckers
Fucking motherfucker

A pig without wings
Is just another pig
And a prick that's not hard
Is just another dick

Smiling kids make me think
Do I have the right
To swing from the monkey bars

Candy hearts and lucky charms
Where the fuck is my delivery
At the playground going for a swim in my cereal
The spoon, the spoon
Oh, fucking christ, the spoon

Cutting lines
Oh god, it's finally time to party
Dirty (x8)

Delivery, I'm fucking starving
Sounds good, let's get it going
Bury me up bread and a rocket
Expect no delays

Topsy turvy
Driving on the curvy
To the sounds of

Mail boxes knocking over
Help my aim, oh please
In a search, maybe
Don't tell anyone where I be

My sticky situations
Hiding, I'm flying
I keep them
From you

Fucking motherfuckers

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Comments from YouTube:

Royce Insanity

When I was in high school I only listened to these guys and msi

Candle Pit

I listend to every msi song in a single school day

Aleksandra Markiewicz

samee and MCR

lord of the Jesse's

@Ally Kayyy peter pepper is basically justin bieber but actually likeable

neidermeyer

im 12 and i physically cant listen to anybody else's music outside of special occasions

Ally Kayyy

Same! "Our generation had better music" haha. Justin beiber and halsey ain't got shit on this

thatboy353

Just found this band... This shit is incredible. Obviously sounds like MSI but has its own distinct sound, love this shit! I wish there was more.

WickedXombieBoi

I just remembered this shit maaaan ahhh the feels

retardobot

+WickedXombieBoi <3

Faith Melton

wish you guys still made musiccc <3

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