you are what you feet

I'm a good guy now

Well, no

But I'm good

I'm gonna go lie down

Who got the lowest B.M.I. of all time

And big white balls swinging in his night gown?

M-o-u-s-s-a

The type to hijack a whole plane just to fly around

And lay low for the night til it pipe down

Pipe me if I'm lying

Right now

Right here

Word to Kung Fu Kenny

One two

Fuck you

Three four five ready

I'm high now

And I know I'm petty

Throw that booty back

Woah there Kenny

You can cut the mechanical bullshit when you're ready

Mama always said he was special Ed Ed and Eddy

Naked body looking spaghetti

Imma crank that uh 'til my neck break Breaddie

Afro bounce to the beat

Afro beat about an ounce in my briefs

Sheesh

She sells sea shells and he smells feet

Well, you are what you eat

Freak

Afro bounce to the beat

Afro beat about an ounce in my briefs

Sheesh

She sells sea shells and he smells feet

Well, you are what you eat

Freak

Nah for real

A lot of thotties out here plotting on this glockenspiel

I'm just trying to chill

She trying to cop a feel

I'm rocking Tommy Hill-Fingering your mama still

Gross

I don't kill time until it's time to kill

Then I'll annihilate a mountain through a dollar bill

They say talk is cheap

But when I talk it's chill

I'm popping like a hydro

Eyes closed

I fell in love just to piss off the side hoes

You can piss off and die now I suppose

As a child I was diagnosed

As the flies white thing alive

Breaking up a riot with a Diet Coke

Or was it Pepsi

Tucked in the Nuptse

Hitting the Duggie and not giving a fuck