Brian Casey the Destroyer - Don the Con

Yeah you know Don the Con, he's just a fat cat lowlife son of a John
Taking shits on a pot made of gold
With a Cheeto colored mushroom dick he wants you to hold, yeah
Yeah, he's a real son of a gun, yeah
Yeah, you know he likes to have fun, yeah
Yeah, he's always down to clown, cause he's the fattest cat in this rat run town

Yeah his names Don the Con
No he don't give a shit about ya
Yeah his names Don the Con
He's willing to do anything
Yeah his names Don the Con
No he don't give a shit about no one
Yeah his names Don the Con

Yeah you know Don the Con, he loves to golf, channel surf, and drop twitter bombs
Checking in on little girls when they're changing clothes
Because they're part of the pageant that Donny owns
Yeah, you know he loves his gals
Yeah, as much as any of his pals, yeah
Yeah, cause when you famous like he you can do anything, even grab em by the pussy

Yeah his names Don the Con
No he don't give a shit about ya
Yeah his names Don the Con
He's willing to do anything
Yeah his names Don the Con
No he don't give a shit about no one
Yeah his names Don the Con

Written by:
Brian Casey

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