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You want a piece of my General Tso? I’m gonna give it to you now Who like my chopsticks Hit you in the shit with my littlest dick Yellow If you wanna see me, eat jello I’ve never seen nothing like you before I can kick you Higher than you can kick me I can kick you way up into a tree Who wants a taste of my Oolong Tea? Ho ha ho ha hoo chi chi Everybody in the phonebook's named Chang Wanna see my wang? Never could go and hit the gong with a bang Waaaah Everybody wanna see me throw a fireball But that’s not right Not in real life You will fall Down and break your leg Everybody wanna see me break an egg Well I don’t But I like fried rice And I ain't got lice Ching chow woo ching wang woo wice That ain’t nice Oh a fortune cookie I always charge you twice Delivery’s free But not from me I always charge a dollar fifty 55 Wanna see me go down? Hit you with the line Howwwwyyyyaaah War when I hit you with the shit Do a split, take a shit, after you eat my shit Kungfu, Want my buffet? You fucking gay Ah, Wai-Lo hit you with the hay Stay the fuck away, hit you in the balls Only Americans eat duck sauce And my soy sauce is for you I can put it in your shoe Watch this, I can tiptoe while you take a piss In my bathroom, spy on you while your little boy shits Hooowyaaaah I can kick you if you don’t pay the bill And if you want a little mint that’s fifty cents bitch everything costs a little bit So don’t expect nothin for free At least from me Ching chang choo wee I got you from Taiwan City And Hong Kong I can smoke a bong And I can do it all night long And don’t mistake me for a Viet Cong I can get you and tackle you, and take you out Never see me when I get you and bake you Rope you up And put you in a bamboo cage And make you feel all my rage Poke you with a little stick till you Page your buddies to come Napalm me God damn that shit burn blew away my whole city Ho-Chi-Minh, shoot a load on your chin God damn that’s a sin goy-go goodbye And if you want to come on in You can work into my world Where the yellow shit begin Hoooyyyaaaah Can’t be tamed I got shit to control your brain and it's called Egg fu yung, and lo mein So come on in baby and have it just the same Hooooyyyyaaahhh Haaaa No wok ung tow dayday Heh I dont suppose! Hahaha huh? huh....?  More C.K.Y. Song Lyrics
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