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Wave your hands forty,
Wave your hands forty,
Wave your hands forty,
Wave your hands if you're a forty... x2
You're one of those tough rappers who always sleeps with the lights on,
Are you just cool in a cap or are you always freezing?
I shudder, it's horrible when I see your disgusting nuna,
Two seconds with you on stage and every motherfucker boos
And your name is remembered as long as the bar contestants,
You resemble sumo wrestlers but their legs are thinner
But everyone knows my name because it's just to let loose,
While rappers like you can send in demos for crazy clips
Your twisted face can't be explained in words,
Claims you're Gangster but you pass out when you see blood
You fuck you when you vomit and white lies,
And you know Joel Bitar you look like that kid as hell
You can tear your scrotum because it's not a stake I you,
And with your dangling nipples, you could be mistaken for a naked girl
Go and shave for those where the fools look pathetic,
And these when you think that you can't even see whisper out
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Wave your hands forty,
Wave your hands forty,
Wave your hands forty,
Wave your hands if you're a forty.. . x2
You have new Adidas bras together with some old headband,
And you are hard when you spin with your mop on a sandy beach
You can lose your only front tooth for food scraps,< br/>And the boils in the forehead can be explained by the fact that you have the hare plague
A good party is when you pour out your berries undisturbed,
And with a sugar in the berries you get drunker than anyone has heard
You bring a witch mixture from your mother's bar cabinet,
And the little guy looks at you and then you're bound to have a fight
But shit that dude knows dangerous guys,
"Please forgive everyone can make common mistakes?"
But you are real thieves and lie about everything you cheated,
You chewed Alvedon today that's why you're packed
Since then you haven't eaten anything like that enough for a six pack,
And now you have the chance to lie more when everyone is talking sex talk
And you only drink water but say you sip booze,
But it's people like you who hang on forums and just talking shit
(Chorus)
Wave your hands forty,
Wave your hands forty,
Wave your hands forty,
Wave your hands if you're a forty... x2
Your new bagheera pants will you teach fanimej to pop up,
And your DJ Mendez picture will you teach fanimej to put up
No one is home so you can ride around without a helmet,
With that it started thundering so you got scared and ran home
You've been teasing long enough it's time to change your phrase,
And you got as hard after you blew lighter gas
You going out in the cold to make it look like you're big and smoking,
And you would have been spanked by a girl if it wasn't for the school miss
You want to smoke mayja but boy that's basil ,
And back to Joel Bitar sure as hell you two are alike
I don't know how you can call yourself an ice-cold gangster,
But your whole room is filled with Jan Johansen planks
And you scream at your mother: "You're a hagga you pig",
Just because she forgot to tape Björne's magazine
And you say you get bitches and that you're sick,
You're probably the first pimp who hasn't got hair on his cock... !

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