I been on that troop shit
Ion ever gotta lie
We ain't flyin' regular
Bitch call me Mordecai
An' if you wanna fuck shit
I'll leave the scene like bye-bye
Cuz I gotta beat my meat
I got no fucking damn time
Put my dick in her hut
Duck, call me five guys
Pull up an' you better run
Cuz I'm wit' five guys
And if we slap ass
Bitches call daddy, guy five
Put your hand high up in the air
An' hit a high-five
She be on my dick like Lisa, aunt Aida
Coochie made me fly like Peter Pan
But that pussy lookin' green
Like green eggs an' ham
Wait no bitch, aye
I'm Dirty Dan
Wait who the fuck asked (nobody)
I don't give a shit about you or your past
So go ahead and put me on your story
I'll laugh
'Bout how retarded you look in the aftermath
(What?)
Ain't got diamonds
But still flexed up
I stay wet like the drink in my cup
Know, know 'bout me
This drink 7-Up
Mix-, mixed wit' Sunny D
Cuz fuck syrup, uh
All my friends are dead
Uzi quit for a new Patek
I create rhymes like Tyler's new magic
My dick side to side
Like a fuckin' swinging hammock
Dr. Strange moving water
Cuz he's telepathic
And I fucked her so hard
They call it National Geographic
Imma be a star
J-Just like Patrick
Damn
Alright bye, gotta go beat my meat