| Uh huh, Dirt Nasty baby
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| With some of that nonsense regalia
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| I ain’t making no senses at all ever
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| I pull up to your dreams in a gray Prius
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| With the gay dragon and eight creatures
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| Hanging out the window drinking sangrias'
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| Cross around my neck but I ain’t Jesus
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| I’m so Jewish, mazel tov
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| Knight Rider, David Hasselhoff
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| Eat the pene with the vodka sauce
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| Candle light breakfast with the Octo-mom
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| ? |
| stop the car, I’m a movie star
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| Drop me off on sunset where paparrazis are
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| Butt naked, let’s give 'em something to talk about
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| Stick my coke dick in a dead model’s mouth
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| She used to be so beautiful
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| And how’d I get blood on my cuticles
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| And who the hell ordered this Cuban food
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| Acid baby? |
| pass me the Rubik’s cube
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| Is it all just a dream
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| It’s like not what it seems
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| Is everything real
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| Why does my doctor keep feeding me pills
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| I pull up to your dreams on a gray dolphin
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| Grab a duffle bag, we goin' bank robbing
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| Shut the fuck up, we ain’t talking
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| Just do as I say, we gonna stay golfing
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| ? |
| smoking in slow motion
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| Hoes ain’t? |
| north Oakland
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| No joking, my court’s floating
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| I woke up choking in Hoboken
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| I’m the only one at Coachella
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| Didn’t realize it’s only November
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| I just wanna see Metallica
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| And do Special K at the planes in Africa
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| I realize I’m having problems
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| With Oxycontin outside Baskin Robbins
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| I just tweeted Action Bronson
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| So we can go shopping for our magic carpets |