A song about bieber moms. Keep on keepin on old timers.
Lyrics:
If I die young, bury me in sight. Lay me down on a, bed of roses. Sink me in the river, at dawn. Send me away with the words of a love song.
I keep getting older, but they stay the same age. Beiber, Efron, gary coleman, lock my junk in a cage.
I've got the fever, its creepin' upon me. tan, plan, passenger van Ive got free candy.
Baby baby ohhhh like maybe? come to my crib, put on a bib but take your shirt off mainly.
Bridge:
so what im really tryin to say is do you have an older brother? cause im as old as your mother, and i want to be your lover, my age is just a cover, we can always use a rubber, just dont tell any other. please say you have a brother...
chorus: ive got the fever, your a dream weaver. i look like mrs.cleaver... but ive got the fever....not yet 18, your inbetween, just a tween, that cant be clean. but ive got the fever. your just too young, i could be your mom, but i like your bum, ooohh ive got the fever.
your probably thinking, im just crazy. i dont like little boys, i'd rather do jay-z.
im a little to old, to sing about bieber. so is your mom, the atomic bomb, but thats doesnt stop her either.
i dont write rhymes, i write checks. this is a tune, wanna spoon? nahhh i dont neither....
Bridge:
so what im really tryin to say is do you have an older brother? cause im as old as your mother, and i want to be your lover, my age is just a number, we can always use a rubber, just dont tell any other. please say you have a brother...
chorus: ive got the fever, your a dream weaver. i look like mrs.cleaver... but ive got the fever....not yet 18, your inbetween, just a tween, that cant be clean. but ive got the fever. your just too young, i could be your mom, but i like your bum, ooohh ive got the fever.
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