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We made you

We made you



Guess who? Did you miss me?

Jessica Simpson, sing the chorus!


When you walked through the door, it was clear to me (Clear to me!)

You’re the one who they adore, who they came to see (Who they came to see!)

You’re a rockstar (Baby!)

Everybody wants you (Everybody wants you)


Who could really blame you? (Who could really blame you?)

We’re the ones who made you!

[Verse 1]

Back by popular demand

Now pop a little Zantax or antacid if you can

You’re ready to tackle any task that is at hand

How does it feel: Is it fantastic, is it grand?

Well look at all the massive masses in the stands

Shady man, no, don’t massacre the fans

Damn, I think Kim Kardashian’s a man

She stomped him, just ‘cause he asked to put his hands

On her massive, gluteus maximus again

Squeeze it and squash it and pass it to a friend

Can he come back as nasty as he can?

Yes he can, Cam, don’t ask me this again

He does not mean to lesbian offend

But Lindsay, please come back to seein’ men

Samantha’s a two, you’re practically a ten

I know you want me girl, in fact I see ya grin

Now come in girl!


[Verse 2]

The enforcer, look at the more women to torture

Walk up to the cutest girl and Charlie-horse her

Sorry Portia, but what’s Ellen DeGeneres

Have that I don’t? Are you tellin’ me tenderness?

Well I could be as gentle and as smooth as a gentleman

Give me my Ventolin inhaler and two Xenadrine

And I’ll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner then

Nail her, maybe say, “Hello to my little friend”

Brit, forget K-Fed, let’s cut out the middleman

Forget him or you’ll end up in the hospital again

And this time it won’t be for the Ritalin binge

Forget them other men, girl pay them little attention

And little did I mention that Jennifer’s in love with me John Mayer, so sit on the bench

Man, I swear them other guys you give ‘em an inch

They take a mile, they got style, but it isn’t Slim


And that’s why, my love, you never live without

I know you want me girl

‘Cause I can see you checkin’ me out

And baby, you know, you know you want me too

Don’t try to deny it, baby, I’m the only one for you

[Verse 3]

Damn girl, I’m beginning to sprout then Alfalfa

Why should I wash my filthy mouth out?

You think that’s bad, you should hear the rest of my album

Never has their been such finesse and nostalgia

Man Cash, I don’t mean to mess with ya gal but

Jessica Alba, put a breast in my mouth, bruh

Wowzers! I just made a mess in my trousers

And they wonder why I keep dressing like Elvis

Lord help us, he’s back and in his pink Alf shirt

Lookin’ like someone shrinked his outfit

I think he’s bout to flip, Jessica

Rest assured, Superman’s here to rescue ya

Can you blame me? You’re my Amy, I’m your Blake

Matter fact, make me a birthday cake

With a sawblade in it to make my jailbreak

Baby, I think you just met your soulmate

Now break it down, girl!



So baby, baby

Get down, down, down (Baby!)

Get down, down, down (Baby!)

Get down, down, down (Baby!)

Get down, get down (Baby!)

Get down, down, down (Baby!)

Get down, down, down (Baby!)

Get down, down, down (Baby!)

Get down, get down


Oh Amy!

Rehab never looked so good!

I can’t wait!

I’m going back!

Haha! Whoo!

Dr. Dre






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