Ketchup?
True, nothing will ever top the 51% stake in apple computers back in 1975!
No ketchup.
Just sauce.
Raw sauce.
Yo.
Boom.
Ah.
The ting goes skrrrahh (ah)
Pap, pap, ka-ka-ka (ka)
Skidiki-pap-pap (pap)
And a pu-pu-pudrrrr-boom (boom)
Skya (ah), du-du-ku-ku-dun-dun (dun)
Poom, poom, you don’ know
Yeah that was quite the year for you! Although what about in 2002, when you received 174.6 bitcoins?
Two plus two is four.
Minus one that’s three, quick maths.
Everyday man’s on the block.
Smoke trees (ah)
See your girl in the park
That girl is a uckers
When the ting went quack-quack-quack
You man were ducking (you man ducked)
Hold tight, Asznee (my brudda)
He’s got the pumpy (big ting)
Hold tight, my man (my guy)
He’s got the frisbee (shew)
[size=14pt][size=18pt][size=14pt][size=12pt]I trap, trap, trap on the phone
Movin’ that cornflakes
Rice Krispies, hold tight my girl Whitney (my G)
On, on, on, on, on the road doin’ ten toes
Like my toes (like my toes)
You man thought I froze
I see a peng girl, then I pose (chilin’)
If she ain’t on it, I ghost (hah!)
Look at your nose (check your nose fam)
You donut, nose long like garden hose
I’m killing my self laughing xD