[Intro]
Brad and Evan [x16]
[Verse 1: Brad]
(Brad!)
Music class, second grade, we were in the bathroom
I was on recorder and you were in the back
Crooning with the other virgins while I solo’d with the shits
You were in your rolley chair rolling with the shits
Marcie was the sexy bad bitch with the fish lips
She was always trying to sit with me at lunch, big deal
She was always trying to give me kisses on the cheek
Till the day she rolled your ass over my new sneaks
I thought I was gonna put your ass in the air
Spank your dirty, ugly, poor bottom hard
Got a running start to push your ass down the stairs
Then everybody saw that you don’t need that…cart
I triplе take I see that you are standing on your own
Everybody stops to starе and tensions start to grow
The principal was mad and took your Bambi jacket too
Everyone is pissed that you were handicappin', bitch
[Chorus: Brad (Evan / both)]
How we met, this is how we met (How we met!)
How we met, this is how we met (This is how we met!)
How we met, this is how we met (How we met!)
How we met, this is how we met (This is how we met!)
How we met, this is how we met (Met, met, this is how we met!)
How we met, this is how we met (Met, met, this is how we met!)
How we met, this is how we met (Brad and Evan, this is how, this is how we met!)
How we met, this is how we met (Brad and Evan, this is how, this is how we met!)
(Evan!)
I didn’t need that motorized wheelchair, but I got a list of reasons that I liked it for
It made me fast, I could be late to class, and it hid the ass of my wide Gibeaus
But the biped hoes are disgusting, all discussing if I like to pose
As a mascot outside tire stores, I don’t know, I suppose
Everyone was so mean to me and it never seemed to come evenly
The bullies pushed me, the teachers shushed me, and all the girls schemed to evilly
Until one day I was at the top of the stairs
Everyone there and they stopping to stare
Bully was lumbering and I was wondering if I would pass if I dropped in the chair (Evan!)
Had to think fast and the options are scarce
Get caught in the act or die at the bottom
Die of embarrassment, stay in the chair and sit
As I’m deciding my jacket gets caught on the banister, Evan is standing there
Marvel of nature like Tyrion Lannister
Holding the hand of the man that pushed me
Chair at the landing landed and then Brad said “whoopsie”
He looked me, up and down, you’re normal now
He said, face red, we knew we both were good as dead
If the principal caught us a fraud and a bully
Fully of shame, looking the same
Gotta go run, not roll
Make an album now—WHOA!
[Chorus]
(Brad!) (Evan!)
Brad and Evan [x16]
[Verse 1: Brad]
(Brad!)
Music class, second grade, we were in the bathroom
I was on recorder and you were in the back
Crooning with the other virgins while I solo’d with the shits
You were in your rolley chair rolling with the shits
Marcie was the sexy bad bitch with the fish lips
She was always trying to sit with me at lunch, big deal
She was always trying to give me kisses on the cheek
Till the day she rolled your ass over my new sneaks
I thought I was gonna put your ass in the air
Spank your dirty, ugly, poor bottom hard
Got a running start to push your ass down the stairs
Then everybody saw that you don’t need that…cart
I triplе take I see that you are standing on your own
Everybody stops to starе and tensions start to grow
The principal was mad and took your Bambi jacket too
Everyone is pissed that you were handicappin', bitch
[Chorus: Brad (Evan / both)]
How we met, this is how we met (How we met!)
How we met, this is how we met (This is how we met!)
How we met, this is how we met (How we met!)
How we met, this is how we met (This is how we met!)
How we met, this is how we met (Met, met, this is how we met!)
How we met, this is how we met (Met, met, this is how we met!)
How we met, this is how we met (Brad and Evan, this is how, this is how we met!)
How we met, this is how we met (Brad and Evan, this is how, this is how we met!)
(Evan!)
I didn’t need that motorized wheelchair, but I got a list of reasons that I liked it for
It made me fast, I could be late to class, and it hid the ass of my wide Gibeaus
But the biped hoes are disgusting, all discussing if I like to pose
As a mascot outside tire stores, I don’t know, I suppose
Everyone was so mean to me and it never seemed to come evenly
The bullies pushed me, the teachers shushed me, and all the girls schemed to evilly
Until one day I was at the top of the stairs
Everyone there and they stopping to stare
Bully was lumbering and I was wondering if I would pass if I dropped in the chair (Evan!)
Had to think fast and the options are scarce
Get caught in the act or die at the bottom
Die of embarrassment, stay in the chair and sit
As I’m deciding my jacket gets caught on the banister, Evan is standing there
Marvel of nature like Tyrion Lannister
Holding the hand of the man that pushed me
Chair at the landing landed and then Brad said “whoopsie”
He looked me, up and down, you’re normal now
He said, face red, we knew we both were good as dead
If the principal caught us a fraud and a bully
Fully of shame, looking the same
Gotta go run, not roll
Make an album now—WHOA!
[Chorus]
(Brad!) (Evan!)
( Brad Meets Evan )
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