EP: I'm Brain (2017) - Lil Dicky (as Brain)












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On Smash lyrics - Brain (feat. Lil Dicky)

[Brain:]
Brain
I'm Brain
I'm Brain

Brain fuck a hood bitch (sup, bitch)
Brain don't give a single fuck (no, no, no, never)
Brain'll look a grown man right up in his face
Tell that man he should toughen up (knuck or buck)
Brain fuck a ant mound (it's soft yo)
Brain fuck with cream cheese (the spread)
The Brain fuck with poppy seeds (texture)
The Brain don't even got a penis
Swin Cash, balling like a bitch
Whoa, Nelly, I'm the shit right now
Library tryna get it in
Tell that loud li'l bitch pipe down

Brain got it on smash
Brain got the club jumpin'
(Brain got it on smash)
Everyday I wake up, get money, count it up
Do the math, Brain about to buy a new dick
Brain don't really give a damn at all (aw nah)
Lookin' at your bitch like damn, he wrong (him?)
Lookin' at your dick like damn, you soft
Lookin' at Lebron James brain like what's happenin'

[Lil Dicky:]
Ayy, Young L, big pimpin', you can call me Shawn
Son of rappers, and I'm a bitch
You can call me mom
Hit me when you need that shit
Lil Dicky like the John
Jammin' like Lebron
Ey, like the Fonz, ey
Yo, fuckin' her good, yeah
Fuckin' her good, yeah
Good as I could, yeah
Good as I could, yeah
Ay, look at my bitch
Look at her lips
Look at her good hair
Why my girl look like she work for a department store or something?
Why my girl look like she working for a Macy's?
Why your bitch lookin' like she work and shop at Ross?
Where I know you from?
I seen you, I'm just struggling to place it (huh)
Why I got a bitch butt-naked in the bath tub, while I'm in the shower that's adjacent?
I can see her contemplating masturbation
Hope she doesn't, that'd be weird
But I get it (woop)
I also got the neck so long like a giraffe
Suck on titties like a calf
Went a few rounds like a draft (yo)
Still got bitches
Still got bitches (yeah, yeah)
Still not different
Still not different (yeah, yeah)
I swear to God I'm bout to fuck Julia Roberts (swear)
I think a star is afoot we should converse
Baby I've been down south kickin' shit
Outhouse with the shit
Mike WiLL told me he was proud of my penmanship (thanks)
Brain feeling limitless
[Brain:]
Dave, lemme finish this
[Lil Dicky:]
Okie dokie Brain am I great?
[Brain:]
Like an immigrant

Brain (Brain), fuckin (fuckin), like (like)
He was Timberlake with his bad bitch (Jessica Biel)
Brain ain't got no dick but she don't care
I got no hair
Picture Brain rollin' 'round with a broke person, hmm
Picture that, yeah
Picture Brain rollin' 'round with the windows open
Screamin, "I'm Brain!"

Brain got it on smash
Brain got the club jumpin'
(Brain got it on smash)
Everyday I wake up, get money, count it up
Do the math, Brain about to buy a new dick
Brain got it on smash
(Brain got it on smash)
Brain whoop yo bitch ass
(Brain gon' whoop yo bitch ass)
Not yo bitch like your girl, but you
You a bitch Brain would never hit a girl
Motherfuck your bitch

[Lil Dicky:]
I be looking at her like Fnnnnnn
I be looking at her like Eeeeeeeeeegh
Lemme get it
Lemme get it
I be looking at her like Fnnnnnn
I be looking at her like Eeeeeeeeeegh
Lemme get it
Lemme get it
Lemme get it (fuck)
[Brain:]
Every-every other brain can't even measure up
See me then
See me then
Faggot
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Cocaine lyrics - Brain (feat. Lil Dicky)

[Brain:] Brain
[Lil Dicky:] LD
[Brain:] You mix some Brain with some LD

[Lil Dicky:]
Never even done cocaine
I've never even done cocaine
I never even tried it, never even tried it
Never even tried it, you know I ain't lying
Never even done cocaine
I've never even done cocaine
I never even tried it, never even tried it
Never even tried it, I've been close-minded

Party girl, party girl
Out in LA with a party girl
I was all good with Bacardi, girl
Now she tryin' to up the ante
I was kinda drunk and handsy
Johnson looking long like Randy
Hoping that my pitch is strong
Now she's like "let's do some bumps"
Ew, chill I don't do that (Ew!)
Poured a rail and she blew that
Now I'm scared, I look pussy
Spark the blunt 'cause I do that
She was sniffing that Tom Hanks
I was just sipping Chris Brown
She keep on sniffing that Zeus (Coke)
I keep my eyes on the ground
She like "don't knock it 'till you try it"
That's some bullshit (yeah, I know)
Just do a line of this Betsy Ross
I started thinking, can't deny I'm a pussy
Like as a child I was so dissmissive of the baked potato 'till I tried that shit
Now the baked potato is my favorite kind potato
Now she got me wondering what else I left on the table
Twenty-eight, I still ain't done no anal (true)
And I'm unusually skeptical
But man oh man this bitch was raw
So I asked her for some Molly
She like "start with Miley"
I'm like "give me Molly"
Crazy 'cause I

Never even done cocaine
I've never even done cocaine
I never even tried it, never even tried it
Never even tried it, you know I ain't lying
Never even done cocaine
I've never even done cocaine
I never even tried it, never even tried it
Now I'm doing Molly, I hope I survive it

[Brain:]
Brain
Flippin' a bitch and I'm poppin' this shit and I don't really feel it yet
He never done it before and I'm worried I'll feel neglect
But I ain't trippin'
Balmain, Brain 'bout to get to kissing
I'm sauced up, fucking with this breezy boo
Haven't eaten since four, man I need some food
Why these broke people looking at me? (you broke)
I'm feeling good and happy
Hold up the Molly kicking in now
I think I should sit down
Brain for the win now
I think we should dip now, girl let me know (we should dip)
Brain overwhelmed losing control of this front lobe (hello)
I was G'd up, now I'm T'd up
Like a ball playing motherfucker in Atlanta
Shout to Dwight Howard
In case she didn't let him (ew!)
And now I'm puking
Girl I blew it, but I was just doing my j-o-b

[Lil Dicky:]
Brain, what the fuck is going on?
[Brain:]
The molly got me shakin' and clenchin' on the jaw
It got me going crazy
[Lil Dicky:]
It got me going crazy
[Brain:]
How the fuck you blame me?
You the one that popped MDMA
When you never ever even done cocaine
Never even done cocaine
Never even tried
Oooh Brain

[Lil Dicky:]
I never even done cocaine
Never even done cocaine
I never even tried it, never even tried it
Never even tried it, you know I ain't lying
I never even done cocaine
I never even done cocaine
I never even tried it, never even tried it
Never even tried it, I've been close-minded

I never even done cocaine
Never even done cocaine (that Paul Rudd!)
I never even tried it, never even tried it (Sue Bird)
Never even tried it, you know I ain't lying (Meryl Streep)
I've never even done cocaine (Like Joan of Arc!)
I never even tried it, never even tried it (that Ross Perot)
Never even tried it, I've been close-minded (Betty Boop)

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Whippin' It Up lyrics - Brain (feat. Lil Dicky)

[Lil Dicky:]
Ooooh
[Brain:]
Brain
[Lil Dicky:]
LD AKA 'Cream'
[Brain:]
People are always saying to me
"Hey Cream, how do you come up with the stuff you come up with?" (Because it's so cool)
And it's not even me
It's Brain!

[Lil Dicky:]
Fuckin' with these hoes I'm a popular dude
Got some hot top like the popular do
Rest in peace B.I.G. but I'm Pac and I'm smooth
'Bout to go after two, I'm a hoe after two
And look, I still get chose like I'm rockin' a suit
[Brain:]
I don't know if I prefer like a blonde or brunette
You get held up pickin' locks, robbery moves
I be scoffing at you like a prosperous jew
Hold up, Brain 'bout to spaz
What the fuck you want Brain do?
Come through and the club's all crowded (fuck)
Fuck you want Brain do when he can't even move when he in the club
Brain gotta make moves (fuck up out the way homie)
Brain got great moves (where you seen me dance dog?)
The Brain fuck with field hockey (what a sport)
The Brain knew Bin Laden
[Lil Dicky:]
How you wanna do it, how you stoppin' the kid?
Just get it off your chest, rockin' a bit, chomp at the bit
I got to get another property, monopoly shit
And y'all sketchy motherfuckers like a comedy bit
I just met with Netflix on some comedy shit
Then I went to Costa Rica on a tropical trip
Parents worry 'bout the price, started talking and shit
But it's a nominal hit (peanuts), make it back in a jiff
Because

[Brain:]
Brain just been whippin' it up
Brain just been whippin' it up
Brain just been whippin' and whippin' and whippin' and
Brain just been whippin' it up
Brain just been whippin' it up
Brain just been whippin' it up
The Brain thought of that one
The Brain whipped it up, Brain whipped it up

[Lil Dicky:]
These rappers like Barry Melrose
We don't dislike you, we just don't really care
[Brain:]
The Brain came through with a bottle of the Nair
Made my bitch rub it all over her pussy
[Lil Dicky:]
My bitch likes Bun B
That's some new shit to me
Bitches that I used to be fuckin' with would only fuck with Houston's for grub and they frumpy
[Brain:]
(Brain) The Brain heard about tidal wave in Seattle
They say it's imminent still no-one moved
The Brain just don't know why they don't think it matter
Humans can't breathe underwater, what gives?
[Lil Dicky (Brain):]
Y'all wanna know why I stopped eatin' pussy? (Tell 'em)
'Cause I looked up the facts
If 85% of us have oral herpes who am I to say that I don't? (True)
And if I get oral herpes on the pussy and we fuck
Then I'm fucked (Fuck)
[Brain:]
Fuck you want Brain do?
He know all the facts, what the fuck you want Brain do?
[Lil Dicky:]
Middle of the pack, all you rappers is gum
Going in with the trash, I be chewin' 'em up
[Brain:]
Brain fucked a thoroughbred down in Preakness
Like a horse, I ain't talkin' 'bout a bitch with a ass
Brain hear it all the time, he a genius
[Lil Dicky:]
Hey, you a savvy motherfucker Brain, giving you that
I'm the type of motherfucker on a call with a CMO
Bitches tryna catch a glimpse, bitches at Sia shows
Girls look at me and think "How does he fuck?"
Bet they heard through the grapevine
In daytime, I take dimes like a paid line, and make time
It's they prime, hittin' on the jew like it's a hate crime
Speaking of that, they won't even book me in Dubai (Why?)
Apparently for jews it can be hostile
So my new goal is to buy like, Dubai like
All of it
I don't know, I just wanna go there

[Brain:]
Brain just been whippin' it up
Brain just been whippin' it up
Brain just been whippin' it up
Brain just been whippin' it up
Brain just been whippin'...
Oooh Brain is overwhelmed, he's fuckin' up, ohh Brain

Brain just been whippin' it up
Brain just been whippin' it up
Brain just been whippin' and whippin' and whippin' and
Brain just been whippin' it up
Feel like we goin' crazy
Feel like we goin' crazy
Real life we goin' crazy
Suck me, fuck me, drive me crazy
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Brainstorm lyrics - Brain (feat. Lil Dicky)

[Lil Dicky:]
Cool Brain
Y'know, I think you might be better off
Focusing just a bit more
[Brain:]
What, whatchu mean I'm f-
I'm locked in bro I'm
Whatchu mean?
[Lil Dicky:]
No it sounds cool and all I'm just saying
Like you know
Maybe it could be a little less random
Or if you-
[Brain:]
Man, don't get all high and mighty at me bro
My shit a wave bro
Fuck outta here
[Lil Dicky:]
No totally and I like your music
I think it's-- I like it
I just think I'd love it
[Brain:]
Man
[Lil Dicky:]
Let's just come up with some ideas for you
[Brain:]
Like song topics and shit that's what you sayin?
[Lil Dicky:]
Yeah exactly let's brainstorm some topics
[Brain:]
Ohhh no you said brainstorm?

[Lil Dicky:]
Uhh yeah just a brainstorm
[Brain:]
Brain gotta think
Brain don't even know
[Lil Dicky:]
What's going on?
[Brain:]
Usain Brain, they call me Usain Brain cuz I'm fast
[Lil Dicky:]
Brain in the club
Brain thinking up stuff
Brain pourin up
What's going on man?
[Brain:]
Tell 'em Brain! Heyyy!

It's a brainstorm
It's a brainstorm
Time to think of some ideas
It's a brainstorm
It's a brainstorm
Everybody know the drill
Oh it's a brainstorm
It's a brainstorm
Time to get my ass in gear

Brain don't even know
But the Brain don't even know
But the Brain don't even know
[Lil Dicky:]
What the fuck is happening?
[Brain:]
Brain so overanalyzed
Scrutinizing every single move
[Lil Dicky:]
So weird
[Brain:]
The Brain had no further questions Your Honor (I object)
Well I can testify

There was a brainstorm
There's a brainstorm
Time to think of some ideas
We in this it's a brainstorm
It's a brainstorm
Everybody know the drill
Oh it was a brainstorm
It's a brainstorm
Everybody know the drill
Woah Nelly it's a brainstorm
It's a brainstorm
Better bring your best ideas

[Lil Dicky:]
What the fuck was that?
Did you even come up with anything or no?
[Brain:]
No, not yet, but the process is underway now
So any minute
I should be cookin' I should be whippin' it up
[Lil Dicky:]
Alright, take your time
It's your process just let me know
I'm always down to help whip or whatever you need, so
I'll be, I'll be in the kitchen
[Brain:]
Whatchu want, whatchu gonna make?
[Lil Dicky:]
Nah, I'm actually just gonna clean the kitchen
[Brain:]
Oh alright, bet
[Lil Dicky:]
You say bet now?
[Brain:]
Yeah
Alright, see you later Brain
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F Slo lyrics - Brain (feat. Lil Dicky)

[Brain:]
Brain
[Lil Dicky:]
LD
[Brain:]
Hey man, the way these bitches when they fuck on us
This shit, the friction in this shit hurt bro
You gotta talk to them bro
[Lil Dicky:]
Ok

I tell her, I tell her, I tell her
Chill, girl. We should chill, girl
You been humpin' on me too fast, keep it real girl
[Brain:]
The brain on the same page
[Lil Dicky:]
Fucking another one, "Damn, LD how do you slow a hoe down?"
[Brain:]
I'm 'bout to show a hoe how
[Lil Dicky:]
Baby girl, let's slow it down (yeah)
Drill her when I'm in it, I admit it
But I hate it when these bitches ridin' dick super quick
Aggressive ass movements hurt my dick (ow)
I don't know why, just the way my dick was built (oh)
Getting the impression when they get up on erection that they think it'd be impressive just to go full tilt (fast)
0 to 100 bitches going full Wilt
Seriously afraid that my dick might wilt (hurts)

[Brain:]
Out and 'bout with my Spanish bitch
Throw that hoe a middle management at the Radisson
Why she hoppin' on the brain like a savage bitch?
She fuck me ravenous
I'm assessing damages, shit
Coronating all the money bags
Coronating all the fucking ass
Orating, I don't like it fast
Pores chafing when she fuck me fast
(And the Brain don't even got no dick)
[Lil Dicky:]
(Woah) But I got a dick, and I'm tryin'a do it like this

Let me fuck slow on you girl
Let me fuck slow on you girl
Where them hoes lookin' bomber than a landmine?
Will my bros that be fuckin' on 'em stay alive?
Let me fuck slow on you girl (chill, girl)
Let me fuck slow on you girl (said chill, girl)
[Brain:]
And the Brain got them bitches on stand-by
And the Brain getting hungry Raisin Bran time

[Lil Dicky:]
Chill girl, we should chill, girl (we should chill, girl)
I've been looking at them ol' breasts since they real, girl
Thinking through the words like I read it
Esketit like a Brain, if you see a tight end then he toss like Bennett
1 in 7 down, going down like credit
Don't get shook like lettuce (lettuce)
[Brain:]
Brain tryin'a get fucked
Brain tryin'a get sucked
Brain been lit for a month
Fucked a bitch on that kiss cam
Yeah I been doing my thing
LD now they been checking for Brain
[Lil Dicky:]
Hey, we should go flirt with this dame, kay?
[Brain:]
She should come flirt with the Brain

[Lil Dicky:]
But this bitch has it all like a Genuardi's
Now my mouth is watering just like my spot for Hardee's
I'ma go chill with the girl be back [?] all day
Young L, I got a knack for hauling that
I might even get up in the bathroom stall with that
[Brain:]
Please, you ain't been fucking like Brain
[Lil Dicky:]
I got this shit like a car alarm when that car is parked around thieves (ooh)
Got this shit like gardener that's in charge of all of your trees (ooh)
Young LD got a poppin ass shirt check
Backstory, kinda poppin, where's my work check?
I might even go up to the bar and cover her check
[Brain:]
And then you'll say what?

[Lil Dicky:]
Let me fuck slow on you girl
Let me fuck slow on you girl
Where them hoes lookin' bomber than a landmine?
Will my bros that be fuckin' on 'em stay alive?
Let me fuck slow on you girl (chill, girl)
Let me fuck slow on you girl (said chill, girl)
[Brain:]
And the Brain got them bitches on stand-by
And the Brain getting hungry, Raisin Bran time

I fuck, I fuck with Raisin Bran so heavy
That shit hard
Brain
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Interlude lyrics - Brain (feat. Lil Dicky)

[Lil Dicky:]
Brain, you're so cute
[Brain:]
Aight
[Lil Dicky:]
I just..I felt really in the moment there, the way the light is just glistening off of your creases
[Brain:]
I...I'm tryna focus, bro
[Lil Dicky:]
Okay, okay. Can I do one song like without you on this project?
[Brain:]
Without me?
[Lil Dicky:]
No, it'll still be your song, but you'll be more like a DJ Khaled of it. Like..the organizer, the facilitator as oppo- like you pick the rappers but I just wanna go really hard like really bad without you be-
[Brain:]
What makes you think I'd even pick you, bro?
[Lil Dicky:]
Well, c'mon, Brain. We both know that you would pick me
[Brain:]
Well this shit better be hard, bro
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How Can U Sleep lyrics - Brain (feat. The Game & Lil Dicky)

[Lil Dicky:]
LD
AKA homicide
Yes, homicide

OG's knew I had it poppin'
IG lookin' Photoshopish (it's lit, it's real)
They just can't take charge so they floppin'
New shit looking like it's knocking
Rap game, not a game, well I ain't broke so it's cast off
Really I been keepin' shit a hunnid like the Cubbie tryin' to close it with a fast ball
I don't even do this shit for money but they buying it in droves like it's half-off
If Dicky gotta show out there
You know he 'bout to show out there
Rol on my arm
Russ on a farm
Piston, new guard
They put the boy on the Jumbotron
Just to pump up the crowd
At my ten year reunion, like look at me now
Having good sex on the reg
New Tempur-Pedic, my bed
All of my lawyers are black
Shit is ironic as hell
But I guess that what happens when Jews started rappin'
Used to have turtles, no wonder I'm snappin'
Used to commercial, right, used to play Madden
No wonder they let me do both for a bag
I was not in a frat, I had never conformed
In a 2000 cab I had never performed
I ain't takin' no L's
Fuck what you sell
I barely pay for my drinks, doin' well
I tell 'em there is no need for the glitz
I don't need sparklers, they know that I'm lit
I'm on top of the world, fuck all these girls
I prefer momma to play with my curls
I can tell all of you rappers ain't thorough
Head hit the pillow and boom it's tomorrow
But how can you sleep? (ew, ew)

How can you sleep? (ew)
How can you sleep? (gross, how?)
How can you sleep? (how? ew)
How can you sleep? (how? gross)
How can you sleep? (how? ew)
How can you sleep? (how? ew)
You still asleep

[The Game:]
How many bitch ass rappers I gotta slap 'till they put on Worldstar?
Even though Q passed away
Pull a '38 out of my pocket and then cock it
Leave a nigga on an island like he in Castaway
Cock strong since them old Doc songs (thug life)
Like an old Pac song, outta my mind
The lights on, but I'm not home
Something is wrong with me
I done brought six strippers from Vegas home with me
Trees bought game to getting blown with me
FaceTime with Karrueche, they on the phone with me
Tell K good night, I'm hype, I might ignite
Plastic cups, Promethazine and Sprite
Man I don't really know who's song this is
Who's weed I'm stealing and who's bong this is
And I don't really give a fuck 'cause I keep the ammo tucked and you can keep on swinging from my nuts
But don't say I can't rap like I'm not a Rap God
Like I won't break your fucking favorite rapper's rap jaw
I don't give a shit
Big or tall, short or small
I'll cut your dick off and sit it on Trump's wall
Then spraypaint "Fuck the President" it's evident
Hip Hop dead, them new niggas irrelevant
Different color braids, you niggas stuck in the maze
Ain't grew up by a beach, to say you ridin' a wave
Man, I'm so glad that Guwop out
And rap fans still give a fuck what 2Pac 'bout
I'm right here, I don't give a fuck who hop out
Don't let Mark Zuckerberg get you knocked out
And don't try me over IG
Don't try to be subliminal and get it by me
I'm a criminal, I'll leave you hooked to a IV
Next to Jimmy Iovine over hood shit, but-

[Lil Dicky:]
We could start with rap shit
I ain't never lost at that shit
Let me clear it up, Proactive
I could walk up in this motherfucker looking everybody dead up in the eye, like we can rap for that shit
You'll get embarrased
I'll be in Paris, don't compare us
Flow the rarest
Got bitches in the bed room, over sharing
Got an Aussie and a Brit like I’m going with Sharon
So apparent, Heir apparent
But I don't want it next
Someone tell Complex it ain't complex
And what you lookin' at is now like a Timex
I am checked the on now off the clock like compound
I'm really adamant, you're really adequate
I'm really passionate, I'm Billy Madison
I'm the motherfucking graduate
Twenty ten with a pen, I didn't plan this shit
My plan legit, I manuscript it
It was living by the candle stick
But for the plaques I had to mantle it
All my friends thought Dicky was a joke
Now they tryin' to see a show
Now they out of breath, tryna speak good
I remember everyone that didn't think I could
Every publicist who thought that I was mocking hood
Look what what you were tryin' to stopping jerk
Look who tryin' to rap now
I don't even fuck with you
If what's done is done, how come I ain't done with you?
And if it's fucking done, come on how dumb is you?
Let me get another tissue
I'll be crying 'till the fucking bank pull that card again
From Charlamagne to Busta, Game, to Puff, to Sway, Questlove, T-Pain, from Snoop to Chainz, it's all the same
Ain't no debate, they know who fake, they know who great
You don't know your place
Cameras around me, they don't know your place
Shooters around me 'cause I entertain
I got 'em shooting they movie
I could meet a bitch on a Tuesday
Girls come to me
Don't got jewelry
Don't feel bad when I bust in my jacuzzi
Don't eat ass but it still be lookin' juicy
Front page, coming at you like a news'ie
Hoes didn't choose me, now I'm choosing
Now I got a Jap on knees like sushi
Lil' dick got vert, no Uzi
I might just pop that coochie, bruh
OG's knew I had it poppin'
How can you sleep? Ew
How can you sleep?
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Meet The Burds (Interlude) lyrics - Lil Dicky

[Phone ringing:]
“Hello?’
“Hi, any better out here?”
“Yeah, much better, yeah.”
“Buenos noches.”
"You’re back from Machu Pichu and you’re speaking Spanish?”
“It’s ‘buenas tardes’.”
“So how’s Dave Burd doing?"
“Ah, he’s alright, you know. Taking it one day at a time.”
“Um…”
"Well, wait, can we hear… say a little bit more about what that means?"
"Uh, yeah, I mean, I’m here in LA, I just moved here, obviously.”
"Wait, wait, wait, we’re still having trouble. Maybe you should try calling him back, Jean."
"He’s got bad reception where he is is the problem."
"Can you hear me?"
"Is that it?"
"Can you hear me?"
"Yes, now I can. Yep."
"Alright."
"No, now we can’t."
"Wait, Stewart, let him talk. Go ahead."
"What do you mean “You can’t”? Why can’t… You can’t hear me?"
"Yes. We can, go ahead."
"Did you see that commercial for Anchorman 2?"
"Which one? There’s plenty of commercials."
'Ok, Stewart, let him talk about what’s going on with him."
“Alright, go ahead."

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