pass that dutch

i'm modest

the most mouse

but your style's honestly gotten me grossed out

don't know how many a cocks run your mouth

and the copies of your album you're buying

they don't count

low-brow talent is profound

brolic-y bro

yeah my body of work is so stout

no doubt

organically grown

sold out

when my own sound make for a properly worn crown

yeah

my language it low languish

it's so strange it makes aliens learn english

it's so strange just like the pants on the lone ranger

it's so strange just like the cankles on bojangles

so dangerous

ringo had met rambo

drank a handle of jame

when we taught 'em how to tango

way i'm slinging my ammo

think i could light a candle

when standing up on a banister and landing on a mantle

mickey

minnie

spitting riperton

i'm kicking shit exquisite cause i'm sick of looking in

just in case you missed it i'm gon' rip this shit again

so all the haters listening gotta listen to him again

mary kate taught me s&m in the les

hell

he'd body

yes

let's begin

equestrian

call a quest to questlove

to get drums

but guess what? request snubbed

gut check

regret less

regress none

best bet is to get dressed and get some

a phenomenon is what i be on

doin' shotty rips with hottie chicks and talking body armor

got an awesome arsenal

i don't need a bodyguard

with some bits of but i got a car alarm

time to make the party start

yeah

but once we start the party

sorry kids

we party hard

already barred

i've been blacklisted from the bar

yeah

but disregard the part about pissing in clinton's yard

i'm a track star

i'm faster than pat stark

that has to grab a stash after crashin' his dad's car

on par when the city has gone dark

it ain't selling tickets

the visitors gon' starve

en garde

kids wanted an encore

bong guard

get bitches in on tour

onstar

the commissioners on board

when i asked for permission to ditch and he said sure

see y'all be going to war

i'm ordering more porsche's on the bora bora shore

while the girls explore sorta like dora dora

more curls

more curves

obviously more grown up

yeah but hold up

won't ever compromise

even if it means the end of me and leaves them outta. outta time

outta line

i'm outta limelight

need to poured my gin and tonic right before i rhymed

got my manager on hold

get rid of all the styrofoam on the radio

adios batty boy

yo you gotta go

me and the hot shit

we stay symbolical

while i'm riding my exotic animal

amalfi coast

giddy up

getting up with olivia with the pretty butt

get enough before i give it up

getting stuck

thinking 'bout how i'm a finish up

when there's really no limit to how much i don't give a fuck

for the love

i'm only doing this just because

with a little sense of humor to loosen but who's the judge

who's the rush? aww

who was the last to touch?

man you ruining my groove

move it and pass the dutch