[Intro] Lets have some fun Whatwhatwhat upwhat up Ash Roth, Ash Roth, ayo what up? What up? What up? Yo, uh, yeah [Verse 1] More modest than most mouse But your styles honestly gotten me grossed out Dont know how many a cocks run your mouth And the copies of your album youre buying, they dont count Lowbrow talent is profound Brolicy bro, yeah my body of work is so stout No doubt, organically grown, sold out When my own sound make for a properly worn crown Yeah, my language it low languish Its so strange it makes aliens learn English Its so strange just like the pants on the Lone Ranger Its so strange just like the cankles on Bojangles So dangerous, Ringo had met Rambo Drank a handle of Jame, when we taught em how to tango Way Im slinging my ammo, think I could light a candle When standing up on a banister and landing on a mantle Mickey, Minnie, spitting Riperton Im kicking shit exquisite cause Im sick of looking in Just in case you missed it Im gon rip this shit again So all the haters listening gotta listen to him again Mary Kate taught me SM in the LES Hell, hed body, yes, lets begin Equestrian, call a quest to Questlove To get drums, but guess what? Request snubbed Gut check, regret less, regress none Best bet is to get dressed and get some [Interlude] Time to get out of bed man We gotta rock and roll, lets go [Verse 2] A phenomenon is what I be on Doin shotty rips with hottie chicks and talking body armor Got an awesome arsenal, I dont need a bodyguard With some Vince Lombardi in him, but I got a car alarm Woop woop! Time to make the party start Yeah, but once we start the party, sorry kids, we party hard Already barred, Ive been blacklisted from the bar Yeah, but disregard the part about pissing in Clintons yard Im a track star, Im faster than Pat Stark That has to grab a stash after crashin his dads car On par when the city has gone dark It aint selling tickets, the visitors gon starve En garde, kids wanted an encore Avantegarde, get bitches in on tour OnStar, the commissioners on board When I asked for permission to ditch and he said Sure Yeah, sure See yall be going to war Im ordering more Porsches on the Bora Bora shore While the girls explore sorta like Dora Dora More curls, more curves, obviously more grown up Yeah but hold up, wont ever compromise Even if it means the end of me and leaves them outta Outta time, outta line, Im outta limelight Need to pour my gin and tonic right before I rhyme Got my manager on hold Get rid of all the Styrofoam on the radio Adios batty boy, yo you gotta go Me and the hot shit, we stay simpatico While Im riding my exotic animal, Amalfi coast Wheee! Giddy up, getting up with Olivia with the pretty butt Get enough before I give it up Getting stuck, thinking bout how Imma finish up When theres really no limit to how much I dont give a fuck For the love, Im only doing this just because With a little sense of humor to loosen, but whos the judge? Whos the rush? Aww, who was the last to touch? Man you ruining my groove, move it and pass the dutch [Outro] Man, pass the dutch Come on man, pass that fuckin dutch Youve been holding it forever and I told a dumbass story nothing Fuckin cankles on Bojangles Who the fuck is Pat Stark man, no one knows who Pat Stark is What up Mary Kate?
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