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🎵 “Bailed Out with Baby Oil”

Starring: Kurt, Diddy, Fernando, and a team of stunned movers

Genre: Country-Rap Comedy Anthem

Theme: Fernando fumbles. Kurt turns to Diddy. Baby oil solves everything.

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Fernando was floppin’, jobs fallin’ apart,

Couldn’t quote a move if you gave him a chart.

Crew showin’ up to empty docks,

Clients mad and blockin’ our trucks.

Kurt paced the office, eyes real low,

Said, “I got a plan, y’all just don’t know.”

Pulled out a map and a mason jar,

Filled with baby oil and dreams from afar.

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He broke Diddy out with baby oil, slid him through the jail,

Said, “Fernando’s done, time to tip the scale.”

No key, no code, no legal plan in place,

Just Kurt greased up and a smirk on his face.

Now Diddy’s back, ready to take that role—

Baby oil justice, straight out the bowl.

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We was mid-move when we got the word,

“Fernando’s gone, he just got served.”

Diddy pulled up with a jail tag still,

Tossin’ out checklists like he pays the bills.

He said, “I been watchin’ from the cellblock cam,

Kurt said I’m the one who still gives a damn.”

Didn’t even flinch when the safe came flyin’,

While Fernando’s ghostin’ and straight up lyin’.

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He broke Diddy out with baby oil, like a damn magician,

Said, “Fernando’s done, time for a real position.”

No court, no badge, no HR in sight—

Just a slippery escape in the middle of the night.

Now Diddy’s back, keys swingin’ with style,

Fernando? He’s been gone a while.

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I seen Kurt climb a fence with a gallon in hand,

Baby oil glistenin’ like it was all planned.

No papers filed, no parole board called,

Just one slippery handshake… and Diddy was installed.

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Yeah, he broke Diddy out with baby oil, like a backlot stunt,

Took Fernando’s name and tossed it in the front.

New badge, new whip, new quote sheet tight—

We movin’ like legends through the Texas night.

So if Kurt says he’s got it, don’t question the soil…

Just know he’s armed… with baby oil.