Yo I don’t know what you are talking bout

Everytime that you open up your awkward mouth

Don’t lie heaven knows you can’t get over now

Oh my oh my oh my

And how do I flip my style I had to get rid of it

I had to give it away now

I knew that you wanted it and now that you got it we know that it’s played out

And you can have it

I am not that little white rabbit

I been over here on my SpongeBob

You over there lookin like Patrick

Layin down on the mattress

You ain’t that guy we know you just actin

Not even a little surprised and you over there flabbergasted

Better cut the mustard

I’m keepin it movin on all of you busters

And when I get busy

I’m not losing to non of you

Man shut up

Wit the same slap

Lame slap betta keep it what you came as

Soon as you laid back

In the end of the line at the lemonade stand

I made a mistake

Chef-in the pot

I made em a steak

We makin it great

So anytime any place

Now We can

Make it a date

And when I was snoozin

I thought I was

Really recoupin

And when I was losin loopin

Man I guess I gotta know what I’m doin

Settle me down

I gotta relax

And I’m paranoid

I think I’m surrounded by AI gigabyte rap

And it’s mega wack

Yo I don’t know what you are talking bout

Everytime that you open up your awkward mouth

Don’t lie heaven knows you can’t get over now

Oh my oh my oh my

I know what I gotta do I gotta record it and it’s gonna be gorgeous send it up into orbit and forces makin ya nauseous and I’m with orcas killa whale smellin blood in the ocean until I’m exhausted

Until the day im layin in a coffin

Now what are you doin if you on the John you betta be poopin get or off the pot no time for losing I gotta keep movin a little retribution and I big applause on the execution and plus a big booty sexy Cuban woman whos keepin it movin

Call me a doctor

I think that I left it inside of my locker

My middle name Roger

You can kick it but you can’t play soccer

Spin em up in a helicopter Break em off hella proper little bit of vodka maybe a 6 pack and a lotta ganja if you got the munchies

I got Parmesan and leftover lasagna

Fast and im grungy

I made em all mad

But I hopin you love me and We could be cuddling Settle me down

I gotta relax

And I don’t need nothing

She could be fronting

Face down when I fall in a trap

Yo I don’t know what you are talking bout

Everytime that you open up your awkward mouth

Don’t lie heaven knows you can’t get over now

Oh my oh my