Lyrics

Damn what happened Rap aint even rapping What's the deal with music today Gwen Stefani You could be my mommy Gotta get you out of LA Would you Let me Move in to your heart for free? I would Treat you good Buy us a place out in Hollywood We could get an apartment in the heart of the city The location is great, but the people are shitty Maybe Stay with me On the east coast where the funky people be LA Aint for me I'll settle down in Philadelphia, okay So fuck with the birds or fuck what you heard I'll love you forever I give you my word Move in to the city I came from the burbs So mess with the kid or get flushed ya turd, word I could be the man of your dreams If you've been dreaming bout a mustache and a man with a scheme Wiggle wiggle on over, got a crop full of cream This little birdie gettin wormy when she thinking of me Cuz I'm the super fresh outlaw, no clout y'all A Gwen Stefani little mommy screaming No Doubt y'all And Gwen... I really think we should give this an honest try Tell Blake Shelton Ima turn him right in to a skeleton Melt his dumb ass down to gelatin And what a-r-r-r-r-rested development With uh... Michael Cera Riggity riggity rap shit, cuz I A-tiggity-tack shit I do back flips over these whack kids Give em fat lips and then I make em do my taxes Oh what you wanna talk about practice? Damn what happened Rap aint even rapping What's the deal with music today Gwen Stefani You could be my mommy Gotta get you out of LA LA LA LA Aint for me
Writer(s): Arthur Terence Galt Mac Dermot, William Dumaresq, Kevin Michael Shields, John Peter Shields Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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