My pal Rachel is a bad ass chick
Cross her once and you’ll get hit with a brick
She rolls with the punches and is all kinds of fun
If you’re fake, she’ll find you out, you’ll come undone
Always got my back if a bitch wants to fight
When I’m anxious she talks me down til I’m alright
When it comes to balls, she’s got quite a set
Even though we didn’t like each other when we first met
As we got to know each other a kinship did bloom
Which spelled for all cunts a certain doom
Two thirds of The Triumvirate we make
Stepping to one of us will be your biggest mistake
So cheers to Rachel, drink a bunch of shots
And if you’re lucky she might show you her dots

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