Rapping To You

Whadda whadda whadda

Sit down, man!

Sha-leik! DR

Whatitat whatitat whatitat

Time to do a rap

Hello young cocoa butter, who is you?

White people love me like they love Subarus

Rolling with the super crew, Something like Scooby-Doo

My eyes droopy? Mommy that's what doobies do

Kalidasa, but across the Kalapani

Probably with a Khalistani mommy high as I'll be

Das Racist on a roll like wasabi

I don't know what these two are, I'm Punjabi

More cash mommy than Mukesh Ambani

And Anil Ambani, yeah that's real Armani

Yeah that's Lanvin, you call it Lanven

You call it "bro-in down", I call it "lampin"

I'm from Flushing, bright as a lamp man

That's in Kings like MC Cool Fashion

You can Google that, eat down with beat nuts

We got the net wet trying to get the street fucked

See Dap, that's my fucking mans and shit

White boy wasted, then we write a stanza quick

Matter fact, yo, all my boys in bands and shit

Haters mad cause they got Costanza dicks

You know, like the show, Seinfeld?

Michael Richards made my fucking mind melt

Copper bundle the Rapunzel

Do what thugs do we just hustle

LATM, BBT, MTV, BET

They called us joke rap

We kinda weed rap

We just like rap

We don't even need rap

Could get a real job only rap weekly

I don't need rap, told you, rap need me

Indian style, knees bent, in dashiki

Your girl's sext means she wanna get freaky

She beeped me, meet me at twelve

Hit it in the shower cause it's hot as hell

My fans broken, I don't got an AC

Say I got potential, but the kid lazy

[Victor]

Stock is rising wait don't scalp the tickets yet

Older white women say I'm very articulate

Young Obama mommy, but not Illuminati

If they tryna gauge if I'm tame enough to be they commie pet

I'm watching Gandhi til I'm charged and eating banh mi

Like they was Cars and I was Blondie

We are not the same I'm Alf swinging a salami

At any prom queens that want me

Probably even Nikki Minaj would massage me

If I got a fade into my beard like I was John B

Nice

Finna eat more rice than Condi

Nasty

See me grace the pages of your favorite Conde Nast Publication

They asked me all about my views on relations of races

And cut out the radical shit for space

That's racist

I'm in outer space reading Frankfurt School treatises

That curl the common man into fetuses

Nietszche told me that the nostril's where the genius is

Bossy just saucing like its falafel where my penis is

Soap 'em with Falafel like O'Reilly thought a Loofah was

Hitting they chalupa up

First I get real smart, (sniff) and then I stupid up

Drop it and scoop it up, haters is dookie butts

Groupies is cooky, nuts

See me voice acting in Space Chimps wasted

Like my man Stanley Tucci does

I'm truthy blood fishes get mad at me the kid is a whale

In there like a triple-A battery up in the digital scale

In the kitchen with the coca-cola corporation kicking it with me

Pepsi Co. too

The kid is a Brit me, the brother's a Jit Ni

And other's is wit me

Even if I was a tree you couldn't flip me

Don't ask what it means just kiss me

Chick please, Check please

[All]

You

We're rapping to you my friend

And only you

To you!

So don't ever say we never did nothing for you

[Lakutis]

Sexy Lexi - ask what the address be

Press be makin' a face Dizzy Gillespie

Applause - Pause - hand me my ESPY

Grammy

I'm Leslie

Nielsen

You know I'm chillin'

Float like a butterfly come on sugar baby on my shoulders

7 million

Sugar babies

Float away on my good looks and charm

Dick like, hot like, baby arm, chicken parm

Release the peace keeper

Chief tabeet shisha

Smokin' peace pipe ride 'em cowboy senior

My chuckie cheese are bucks

My EBTs are cardies

My 18 wheelers trucks

Call up my Nelly parties

Call up my deli starving

Whatchu mean my moneys no good here

Why - because I made it? Bitch you know I made it