Patti Cake$ Page #2

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with his sh*t,

we're looking at like

a seven-figure signing bonus

once the majors

across the bridge smell

- what we're cooking out here.

- Okay.

We take over the game

You're outta debt, no sweat

You should be on meds

instead of pushin' 'em.

Uh, uh...

Thick N Thin

And Thin N Thick

They call her B*tch Cassidy

I'm the Lapdance Kid

I got that platinum voice

She got that poison pen

They call us Guns and Ros

Guns and Ros

Guns and Ros

Killa P, go in!

Uh, uh, get your Romeo remix

Uh, come on, let's get it

- No. No.

- Come on!

No.

Patti and Jheri

We will be legendary

From the bottom like sodomy

F*** the game up missionary

I'm in my own trap

As I flip the world the birdie

My verses full of curses

'Cause I'm stuck

In dirty Jersey

Uh!

-Let's move to New York City.

- Yup

We'll make a couple millis

Split that sh*t up 50-50

I'd give my left titty

And a kidney

Just to cross the shitty river

Bridge and tunnel

Come on, Jheri

Sing it with me

Beauty and the Beast

Thelma to Louise

You know real G's

Talk that talk

Killa P, won't you please

Over that rainbow

We pay tolls

Where roads all are paved gold

And angels in gold chains

And night time is Day-Glo

I'm Jane Dough, a loser

- This sh*t's so confusing

I just want to move

Where my life like a movie

Should be getting busy

But I'm feeling Gary Busey

We drop that hot sh*t

Like a deuce in your Jacuzzi

And you don't stop

I'm Thick N Thin,

Thick N Thin

You don't stop

I'm gonna say it one more time

Just to make myself clear

Jheromeo, get me

The f*** outta here!

That was so sick.

Oh, sh*t, I gotta go to work.

C'mon. Hurry, hurry.

Yeah?

Hey, Lou, what's good?

I dunno, you tell me, kid.

Well, I need

to ask you somethin'.

Uh-oh.

Here we go.

Was hoping you could

bump me up a little.

It's a really tough time now

'cause of Nana's bills and...

All right, all right,

stop right there.

No raises and no more hours.

Okay. Got it.

Oh. Stop with the puss.

All right. Call this guy, Ray.

Can use my name.

No promises.

Sometimes he needs to staff up.

Should be decent scratch.

Really appreciate it, Lou.

Yeah. And hey, listen,

no more comps.

This ain't

a charity organization.

Barb's tab

is coming outta your pocket

if she don't settle up.

Yeah, well, I don't even know...

Yeah, all right,

save it for Dr. Phil.

Toilet's still clogged,

and the karaoke

ain't gonna set itself up.

So I'm down

And so I'm out

But so are many others

So I feel

Like trying to hide

My head beneath these covers

Couldn't have sex

with the mermaid

'cause the fin down there.

So I asked her

for a little head.

Hey, yo, Judy Blume,

who do I gotta blow to get

a drink around here?

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