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 Lyrics 
"Hi you guys! You listen to fupong, huh? This is FUpong. This song is by fupong."
 
 Dance, Dance, Dance, Dance ("Yeea!")
 
 "Fupong bihehehtch. Fupooong! Fupong, bitch. Fupong- bitch. Fupong bitch. Fooo! Beeeyatch! Fupong, bitchhh-ahhh."
 
 Come on, Come on ("Beyatch.")
 
 Come on, Dance, Come on, Dance
 
 "Yyah! Yyaah! Yyaah!"
 "Do, or do not; there is no try."
 
 ooh!
 
 Come on
 
 "Gentlemen, what do you want on your Pizza? I'm buying."
 
 "Oh yeah, there's something I want to make clear. It's barley-bosh-, not barley-baash- n' shit. barley-bosh-. barley-baash-? No. barley-bosh-? Yeea. A'ight? Tight."
 
 ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
 
 ooh! ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
 
 Wide open
 Break!
 
 Reality is a nice place.
 But I wouldn't want them in there.
 
 "Hey jigga who's this song by?"
 "This is barleybosh."
 "Oh yeah?"
 "Yeah."
 "For reals?"
 "Yeea."
 "Sheeit."
 "I know."
 "This is some tight shit, man."
 "Hellz yeah."
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