Happy Camper

Hey, Hey

It's the anthem

Sitting in a penthouse, flipping through my Penthouse

I just woke up, so that girl? Oh, she been out

No breakfast, she just break fast

She had like an average face, but a great ass

Money come in so we grin at the haters

I never ever lost so we win everyday, bitch

And play beer pong year long

Kindred Spirit got a lot of downloads on them songs

Features on websites and a lot of interviews

Model chicks hit me up like, "yo, Skiz, we into you"

Once the labels hop on, it's Cirizzy

Got my homies all hyped for that groupie, groupie pussy

But, women come second and first is the money

Got that Upper East swag but them downtown hunnies

The girls that smoke cigarettes then bump Kid Cudi

Are now with Skizzy Mars, you know who you are

We break laws and call cabs when we break off

Moncler fetishes, BlackBerry messages

IPhone 4s, insomnia, Letterman is on

Pinot Grigio or Patron, girl it's on

I'm writing like six songs a month I'm in the zone

I got the key and, uh, I know nobody's home

Vertu phones and Testoni driving shoes

It ain't even been a year since I've been driving, shoot

It's only been a year since I've been rhyming

And I maneuver my way to the penthouse, Heimlich

I'm like Shwayze, Kanye, and Drizzy on crack

Add some swag and you got fucking Skizzy

Add some shots of Ultimate, we got fucking Dizzy, girl

Shut your phone lines off, bout to get busy

We bout to get busy

I'm bout to just kill it

Suits stay tailored, we ain't talking bout Drillbit

I wonder when I blow, how fast these bitches want to know

My digits and get on their knees so they can blow

My dizick, I'm an asshole, Disick, but my rhymes so frigid

And my songs is the shi-it

Damn

I surprise myself

Army camouflage couldn't hide my wealth

Maybe it's the gray skies or H on my belt

That got me seeing bare mad [?] talking Hermes

But this ain't about Grade-A swag or her Valentino bags

Or how I'm wavy with no gel or du-rags

Oh, sold out shows? Yeah, I do that

Kudos, so come next to Mars, girl, Pluto

I'm in the penthouse reading Penthouse

I just woke up, so that girl? She been out

I cut class and I cut ass

I became a rich nigga like dumb fast

Marlboro lights got the haters tight

Bumping that Someday, streets is my runway

When you call, my girl probably answers

Homie, Skizzy Mars is a happy camper

I'm in the penthouse reading Penthouse

I just woke up, so that girl? She been out

I cut class and I cut ass

I became a rich nigga like dumb fast

Marlboro lights got the haters tight

Bumping that Someday, streets is my runway

When you call, my bitch will probably answer

Homie, Skizzy Mars is a happy camper

Homie, Skizzy Mars is a happy camper

Yeah, you should try it

We raw, no protection

Afghan kush got a nigga on Inception

We raw, no protection

This afghan kush got a nigga on Inception