>I'm Mister Gunt Miser, I'm Mister Sun
>I'm Mister Pill-Popper, I'm Mister Out-Of-Power
>They call me Jcaesar, whatever I touch, turns to shit in my clutch!
>I weigh too much!
>I never wanna know a bitch that over 20 years old
>I'd rather have her 19, 18, 17 please!
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>I'm Mister Gunt Miser, I'm Mister Snow
>I'm Mister Fat Faggot, I'm Mister Pink Asshole
>They call me grifting queer, whatever I touch, turns to grease in my clutch!
>I weigh too much!
>I never wanna know a weight that's under 300lbs
>I'd rather have it 400, 500, 600 please!
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>They're both such fat faggots, they're both so gay
>That's right!
>They're both such fake Christians, they're both just gambling addicts
>They call us Gunt Misers, whatever we touch, turns to food in our clutch!
>We weigh too much!