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Rodrick Rulez by The Beef Boys Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2021

[Verse 1, Beef Boy Connor:]
You made me everything I am today
Everything that I do today
Rodrick, I wish I was there to say
How much I love you
Sure, we met through the writings of Jeff Kinney
But, I saw you, and I knew you were my biddy
No, this isn't a gay ballad, ugh
As much as it's just a thank you

[Hook, Beef Boy Connor:]
Rodrick, I love you
And I know that you do, too
Rodrick, I can't live In this world without your love
Rodrick, I love you
And I know that you just need me, too
I'm dying without you

[Verse 2, Beef Boy Connor:]
Rodrick, I know that when I met you
I didn't move, I was clueless, I was in love
High on drugs, now I feel like T-Pain, getting brain
In stress, shows every night, people want a show
Well I'll give them a show, I got a girl to blow
On my cock, she sucks it, but how did you just do it
How did you keep your sanity, I'm trying give one hundred-pеrcent of me
Without peoplе getting pissed, yelling swing and a miss
At Connor, and they shout encore, like, this isn't a JAY-Z show
But if it was a lazy show, and the fans would keep demanding like they do
Löded Diaper was inspirational, and I just feel like I need a vacation, though
Soulja Boy, kiss me through the phone, Rowley and Fregley, give me some dome
I just want to go back home
[Bridge, Beef Boy Connor:]
You know, looking back on it, Rodrick
I really took you for granted, man
I, like, I thought you were going to be there forever, just by my side
But, man, that's not the truth, time makes fools of us all

[Verse 3, Beef Boy George:]
Rodrick, you've been replaced, those words I won't embrace
Not my Rodrick, floppy hair it ain't fair, you in my prayers
Heather Hills, Kenny Stills, ain't got nothin on my Rodrick
He rules, automatic
Tiger woods beat his wife, Rodrick rules eternal life
Miss Heffley, more like Miss Hefty, got that dump truck of an ass
C'mon, Susan, hit the gas

[Hook, Beef Boy George:]
Rodrick, I love you
And I know that you do, too
Rodrick, I can't live in this world without your love
Rodrick, I love you
And you know that I need you
Rodrick, I can't live in this world without your love

[Verse 4, Beef Boy George:]
Space bar, driving cars, or vans for that matter
'Cause you sold the seats, so you could make room for women to suck your meat
Like Obama I'mma bomb ya, Nagasaki or Bahamas
Rodrick Rules on the door, Pops is mad, World War one or two
Rodrick, "Want to eat my poo?"
Rowley, lo mein, ten shots to the brain
Whipped cream on the table, sodas in the back
This party just got out of wack, Rodrick there's something that you got to know
Your mom, she ain't coming home, though
Sleeping with Mr. Jefferson back again, she got a second family
But, Rodrick, you my first and only
Rodrick, I love you
And I know that you do, too
Rodrick, I can't live in this world without your love