Get f*cked, and suck my dick
'Cause you mother f*ckers are making me sick
Look at you, at the back of the room
You don't like the bands but you like our balloons
I've got a theory about Jamie Finn
That backpack he wears has got a boglin in
Online he talks to girls, he's a creepy guy
They say "I don't love you" and he runs and hides
Organ Freeman
Let's have a party
Or-gan Free-man
Let's have a party
What are you doing on your contract phone?
Are you checking your Facebook, are you all alone?
You're popping up, on the online chat
But you wont say shit to my face, you dick
I've got a theory about Jamie Finn
That backpack he wears has got a boglin in
I've got a theory about Jamie Finn
The party don't start 'til I walk in
Organ Freeman
Let's have a party
Or-gan Free-man
Let's have a party
Take it to the grave, motherf*cker
Die, motherf*cker, die, motherf*cker
Take it to the grave, motherf*cker
Die, motherf*cker, die, motherf*cker
Take it to the grave, motherf*cker
Die, motherf*cker, die, motherf*cker
Take it to the grave, motherf*cker
Die, motherf*cker, die, motherf*cker
Organ Freeman - Jamie Finn Lyrics
Organ Freeman - Jamie Finn Lyrics
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Get f*cked, and suck my dick
'Cause you mother f*ckers are making me sick
Look at you, at the back of the room
You don't like the bands but you like our balloons
I've got a theory about Jamie Finn
That backpack he wears has got a boglin in
Online he talks to girls, he's a creepy guy
They say "I don't love you" and he runs and hides
Organ Freeman
Let's have a party
Or-gan Free-man
Let's have a party
What are you doing on your contract phone?
Are you checking your Facebook, are you all alone?
You're popping up, on the online chat
But you wont say shit to my face, you dick
I've got a theory about Jamie Finn
That backpack he wears has got a boglin in
I've got a theory about Jamie Finn
The party don't start 'til I walk in
Organ Freeman
Let's have a party
Or-gan Free-man
Let's have a party
Take it to the grave, motherf*cker
Die, motherf*cker, die, motherf*cker
Take it to the grave, motherf*cker
Die, motherf*cker, die, motherf*cker
Take it to the grave, motherf*cker
Die, motherf*cker, die, motherf*cker
Take it to the grave, motherf*cker
Die, motherf*cker, die, motherf*cker
'Cause you mother f*ckers are making me sick
Look at you, at the back of the room
You don't like the bands but you like our balloons
I've got a theory about Jamie Finn
That backpack he wears has got a boglin in
Online he talks to girls, he's a creepy guy
They say "I don't love you" and he runs and hides
Organ Freeman
Let's have a party
Or-gan Free-man
Let's have a party
What are you doing on your contract phone?
Are you checking your Facebook, are you all alone?
You're popping up, on the online chat
But you wont say shit to my face, you dick
I've got a theory about Jamie Finn
That backpack he wears has got a boglin in
I've got a theory about Jamie Finn
The party don't start 'til I walk in
Organ Freeman
Let's have a party
Or-gan Free-man
Let's have a party
Take it to the grave, motherf*cker
Die, motherf*cker, die, motherf*cker
Take it to the grave, motherf*cker
Die, motherf*cker, die, motherf*cker
Take it to the grave, motherf*cker
Die, motherf*cker, die, motherf*cker
Take it to the grave, motherf*cker
Die, motherf*cker, die, motherf*cker
Writer: Luke Bather, Simon Gabriel
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid