.[Verse 1: E-40]
The throb slap in the Ghost
Put your finger on the trunk, feel the pulse
I never leave the teepee without the toast
You see the liquid on my chain, I flamboast
When I'm higher than Pluto, I eat menudo
Pastel de elote, might think I'm an esé
I sleep.
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