[Intro]
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[Verse 1: Sesta]
Feelin' all right, had a top day
Vibin' all night, on the Bombay
On the bull till I drop and then I took a sip
But who know's what the fuck's in this
Now I'm feeling a little left of the centre
Thinking I've hadn't had a dance, looking like I walked into web
Pants falling again, who would have thought? Pull them up, nobody seen and you got away clean
They don't need to know that your dick range in fallacy
When it's flaccid, Double-A battery
Nah I'm kidding, I'm swing-a-ding-a-lingin' on your missus kitten in front of you brov while she's playing with it
Is that your BF? (No) Well, where's your GF?
(Shit) What the beef, bitch?
Took a swig of the last bit of whatever's left
And I dipped the fuck, and I'm an unconscious...

[Intermission 1: Sesta]
Mess, oh no
Oh, gawd. Phew whee

[Chorus]
What's the malfunction?
What's your malfunction?
Gotta eat, gotta work, gotta shit
Whatever gets you through the night
What's the malfunction?
What's your malfunction?
Gotta eat, gotta work, gotta shit
Whatever gets you through the night