Besos

One up, never still if the sun up

It's all love until the gubs see ya come up

It's like a jungle, never know what's gonna run up

We just wanna live forever with the thumbs up

Barcelona, no stops got the bump up

Smart phone in case cops pull the gun up

Artichoke, heart soft, my gunk tough

Garcón, bring a cup of that young drunk

I ain't your boy, baby, you got me fucked up

Wait, let me state it plainly, shut the fuck up

Trust don't occupy space with dumb luck

Hush, fuzz got the tour bus bugged up

Dirty like the wheels on a dump truck

Bird struck through the security with num chucks

Adrenaline rush, the whole party jump up

I flood nut on her sponge butt

It goes people, people

I love the way you love the people, people

People, people

I love the way you love the people, people

People, people

I love the way you love the people, people

People from everywhere gather around

Now, two player, too clean for spoons

Gotta routine, 'cause I feign for structure

But ya shooting at the ring in the moon

Screamin', fuck the world, 'cause that girl don't love ya

There's a few dreams to choose

But if they let ya keep ya shoestrings

They don't want you to suffer

And if you're blessed, you can haunt each other

In a city of ghosts where the vultures flood her

Now mood swings, a convenient excuse

Seems that there's gotta be something in the butter

Smother the fire before it gets discovered

One foot in the grave, the other foot in the gutter

Uh, boosting and elusting

If it ain't screwed down it becomes prey to my hunger

I take it back to my underground bunker

Stay cool, everybody, have an awesome summer

It goes people, people

I love the way you love the people, people

People, people

I love the way you love the people, people

People, people

I love the way you love the people, people

People from everywhere gather around

Now

Bonus, me and my cohones

Hopin' that you never treat my like I'm homeless

Unless it means you 'bout to see me with some doughnuts

Or dominate the nomination where your zone is

What you thinkin'? It's the reason we in show biz

Work like a clown with the squirt guns loaded

Only thing worse than being lonely is coke dick

Word got around and now we call you blowfish

You is pissin' in your own bowl of porridge

When I rode across the ocean on the back of a tortoise

Never seen me try to act like I'm gorgeous

Greasy motherfucker make you party with the soshes

Tweet a picture of my penis to the POTUS

Throw my weed in the paper of some moldy fiction otis

The police came like a swarm of locusts

Hanky panky yankee doodle of America