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Yeah, ok! Li-i-am
Let’s go!
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
(Let’s go!)
Up in the club with my homies
Tryin’a get a lil’ nectar, but keep it down on the low key
‘Cause you know how it is
I saw Bella Goth she was checkin’ up on me
From the stuff she was whisperin’ in my ear
You would think that she digged me
So we decided to chill
Conversation got flirty
She had me feelin’ flattered I was like ” whoa”
(oh yeah, oh yeah!)
She was saying, “Woohoo me!”
(Woohoo me)
So she grabbed me and dragged me to the back room
She said, “Baby, let’s go”
When I told her I said
Ummm…ummm…
Bella got on the bed and said, “Come and get me”
Yeah, yeah
I got so caught up (in thought) I forgot she told me
Yeah, yeah
Morty and Crumpy are the best of homies
Yeah, yeah
Next thing I knew she was all up on me screamin’
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
So she’s all up in my head now
Got me thinkin’ that it might a good idea to take her with me
‘Cause she’s very pretty
(Very pretty)
Now I gotta keep it real now
‘Cause on a one-to-ten she’s a certified one-hundred
But that just ain’t me, hey
‘Cause I don’t know if I take that chance just where it’s gonna lead
But what I do know is the way she looks makes Bella alright with me
The way she gettin’ low (in morality), I’m like, “Morty’s gonna so hate me”
She asked for one more chance (to woohoo, ’cause I didn’t do that social interaction with her yet)
And I’m like, “Ummm…how the foogoosnai am I supposed to leave?”
And I said
No, no
Bella grabbed my necktie and said, “Please woohoo me!”
Oh, my
I got so caught up (in thought) I forgot she told me
Yeah, yeah
She went to the ladies’ room and flushed down my car keys
Oh, no
Next thing I knew she was all up on me screamin’
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
(Hey, hey Bella!)
Watch out!
Morty bust into the club, saying that I’m gonna get rubbed (out of the picture)
And pow! He whaled on me like wow
Then he threw me and I flipped over the cow (What’s a cow doin’ in a club, anyway?)
Forget about this game (The Sims), Imma blow this joint
But Morty glued the doors shut, so there is no point
I tried to reason with him and act very nice
But he refused and said he’d put me on ice
Tried to attack him with dinner rolls
He chased after me and I climbed up a pole
“How you like Bella now?” (He asked)
He broke down the pole and I hit the floor like “Yow!”
Doors swung open in a breeze
I thought “OMG I am home free!”
I ran out the door as fast as I could
But then I got jumped by this lady wearin’ a hood
Ow, ow
It was Mrs. Crumpy, she said, “Don’t act dirty (and perform P.D.A.s or lure married sims into adultery)”
Ow, ow
She was so sacry and then she told me
Yeah, yeah
That Morty hired her to assassinate me
Yeah, yeah
Next thing I knew she was smackin’ on me screamin’
P D As, P D, As
P D As, P D, As
She fell (due to sore joints) and fled so fast
I ran to my car and vanished in a flash
Good thing that I remembered that
I keep a pair of spare keys in my backpack
To that club I’ll never go back
I’m afraid that I’ll run into crackpots again
Now I got a sore back
I better go back to my place and hit the sack
This is a modified version of “Yeah!” by Usher. Its title is “Yeah! (Liam Style)”.
roflmao!!
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