Bon Bon Fire, Bon Bon Fire

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(Y′all better get your pom-pom's higher, like...)

Bon Bon Fire, Bon Bon Fire

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C′mon dude...

We make girls laugh louder

They're begging for the clam chowder

Because I fit the shoes, you eat prison Food

I've got interviews with Matt Lauer

I catch a plane in half an hour

So I can′t stay at your afterhours

I say goodnight. I′m in demand

Because I lay good pipe and I'm in the band

I don′t ball with huge budgets

What I do do gets news coverage

At Southby you blew hundreds

But I ate like I had two stomachs

To get that paper under the table

I charge niggas like jumper cables

I write dope, so I sell notepads

When the game's rough, get elbow pads

Or play with rocks get a yellow cab

I′m out the door, toodle-oo

When you're hot they will google you

And crowds soar through the roof saying...

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Bon Bon Fire, Bon Bon Fire

Y′all better get your pompoms higher like...

Oooh-do-do-do-do-do

Oooh-do-do-do-do-do

Oooh-do-do-do-do-do

Oooh-do-do-do-do-do

I forgot to mention

The game suffers from hypertension

I forgot to mention

(You ain't, you ain't) (Come on now)

You read blogs, recycle cans

I screen calls for psycho fans

Because I appeal to folks that you can′t

By acting awkward like Hugh Grant

My lady friends remove their pants

Your apartment a dude ranch

And I didn′t get no huge advance

I taught music camp for food stamps saying...

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Bon Bon Fire, Bon Bon Fire

Y'all hoes get your pompoms higher like...

Oooh-do-do-do-do-do

Oooh-do-do-do-do-do

Oooh-do-do-do-do-do

Oooh-do-do-do-do-do

Yea! We weren′t supposed to be actors who read scripts

I came up as a gaffer, a key grip

But stayed on the Dean's list

I know I wasn′t supposed to be shit

Anyway, your main squeeze is a hideous ghoul

Slumming it like inner city is cool

Southern belle, dumb as hell

But my mind is an infinity pool

You're oligarchy, you sponsor parties

I′m on the marque in rare form

Every word I say gets an airhorn

Y'all just keeping my chair warm, talkin' bout...

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Bon Bon, Bon Bon...

It′s a motherfucking fire hazard

They be going crazy, for me

And this is what they sound like, here they go...

Bon Bon Bon...

(It′s on fire y'all, it′s on fire y'all)

Really real real, really real real, really real real, really real real, real real real real

Bon Bon Fire, Bon Bon Fire (Uh!)

Bon Bon Fire, Bon Bon Fire (Uh!)

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Homie, you′re caught in a crossfire

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Bon Bon ...