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lyrics: I have a bag of Cheetos filled with mosquitos with some heat I have a bag of Cheetos filled with mosquito with some heat like talk talk walk walk and lock lock like lockjaw like a fuck to tug like chef and deaf gore soar and face and first place incase just look at the sun and I will pull out a gun oh you like pink well you stink and smack your self and get a snack You like fire but your a liar with a tire with a sea but with bee