[Verse 1] I'm like a G in a peacoat Kumquat, cum yacht, skeet skeet in a boat Fuck you think I'm knee deep in it fo'? For cheese? Nigga please: feed me free reefer and coke Pop some Midol and I'm all set Run down to Midtown, get my balls wet But not that tranny action I'm talking Moms Mabley baby, Granny Jackson Designed this flyer in Papyrus font Sent an e-mail just to see what Miley Cyrus want She told me Comic Sans, I'm not a damn mind reader Besides, these Y's look like I's on the wifebeater You don't like us? Well keep your distance from us Give us ten feet, mincemeat, pita chips and hummus My mantra is "Get Rich or Die Tryin'" Or try dying, or try iron-on tie-dying Or try Breyers brand yogurt Beware of Leviathans, they try to scam ogres Ask Shrek, he can vouch Peace to Salma Hayek's ass, chest, cheeks, and mouth Damnit I have needs I ain't an ass man, show me calves and knees I'm smellin' mustard gas in the breeze Stuck the brass centipede in the aspirin machine, doggy Now everybody do the George Wendt Camping outside with Mormons in an orange tent Watching the foreign kids perform "Rent" On a worn fence For 44 cents
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Copy to Clipboard: [Verse 1] I'm like a G in a peacoat Kumquat, cum yacht, skeet skeet in a boat Fuck you think I'm knee deep in it fo'? For cheese? Nigga please: feed me free reefer and coke Pop some Midol and I'm all set Run down to Midtown, get my balls wet But not that tranny action I'm talking Moms Mabley baby, Granny Jackson Designed this flyer in Papyrus font Sent an e-mail just to see what Miley Cyrus want She told me Comic Sans, I'm not a damn mind reader Besides, these Y's look like I's on the wifebeater You don't like us? Well keep your distance from us Give us ten feet, mincemeat, pita chips and hummus My mantra is "Get Rich or Die Tryin'" Or try dying, or try iron-on tie-dying Or try Breyers brand yogurt Beware of Leviathans, they try to scam ogres Ask Shrek, he can vouch Peace to Salma Hayek's ass, chest, cheeks, and mouth Damnit I have needs I ain't an ass man, show me calves and knees I'm smellin' mustard gas in the breeze Stuck the brass centipede in the aspirin machine, doggy Now everybody do the George Wendt Camping outside with Mormons in an orange tent Watching the foreign kids perform "Rent" On a worn fence For 44 cents
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