Sean Duran and Blake Ryder

Dude, your fucking mama has a fish-ass dick.

You suck your mama's bitch-ass dick!

Fuck you, dude!

Oh, hey, Nick!

Hey!

Where are you guys going?

Come on, dude, let's go.

Don't worry, we'll be back.

My baby's only got room for two.

Man, just chill.

Come on, guys, let me go.

Sorry, bro, next time.

That's all I ever hear is next time.

Deuces.

And every guitarist in here.

We're gonna talk to the sweeties.

I'll work.

Shotgun.

Woo!

I know at *** you've seen the messages don't reply

Usually it would bother me but right now I'm too fucking high

You say you love me, love me,... maybe that's a lie

So why would you leave me here out of trace, no goodbye

Woah, no hesitating, no, my moves against your religion, no

And I wish I could say that I miss you, woah

But I can't miss what I can't see, you must have left a ghost inside of me

Damn dude, she's smooth. You actually did something right for once.

You know what? Everyone always thinks that I'm a fuck up. But I'm not!

You guys just always beat me at everything.

Well, you're not the biggest fuck up. We still have Jake.

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