CORPORATE SONG

In a world that's filled with wonder

Explore each other, get to know

Him and her and them

When you get them

And hey, we just gotta learn how to love people

Just love me, love me, love me!

So put your fucking hands up

It's a time to celebrate

A time to celebrate you, me, and everything

This is a corporate song, ya

I saw your mom in a corporate-ass thong, ya

I like the drums with no toms, ya

I hate the weed in the bottom of the bong

This is a corporate song, ya

I saw your mom in a corporate-ass thong, ya

I like the drums with no toms, ya

I hate the weed in the bottom of the bong

Every single time that you see me queef

(Every single time, yeah)

Every single time that you catch a sneak-peak

(I think) I think it's sideways

I think it's nice, the way you talk

You think I'm so cool

I think it's kinda weird how you think about me queefing

This is a corporate song, ya

I saw your mom in a corporate-ass thong, ya

I like the drums with no toms, ya

I hate the weed in the bottom of the bong

This is a corporate song, ya

I saw your mom in a corporate-ass thong, ya

I like the drums with no toms, ya

I hate the weed in the bottom of the bong

Hollywood bowl, (uh) where is the chips? (where is the chips?)

Hollywood bowl (Hollywood bowl), where is the dip? (Where is the dip?)

Where is the tip? (Where is the tip?)

Where is the clit? (Where is the clit?) (yeah)

(Yeah, yeah) Um, no that sucked

(Yeah) Getting out the bath, I'm drying out

Getting me the ass to talk about

Move it to the plane to fly you out

Got a couple coins jus' on my couch

Charlie Puth is a villain, I got my hitmen to hit him

I mean, I'm one in a million

I got my diaper full of pills, yeah

Cover my bills, taking a trip 'cause I'm feelin' so ill (yeah)

Violently sick, rush to the doc, dropping the whip