Premier League E

Uh, you know me, homie. Tryna catch a feelin' on the butt with the Foot of Frank Footer for buns. Y'all need to catch up. I'm in the shower Singin' Rex and Effects, usin' my girl's face wash To scrub nuts. Like all I wanna do is Zoom, a-zoom, zoom, zoom. Balls smellin' like oatmeal perfume. Your boomer high hoe hung up the horn. I'm on the Oculus with VR porn on. Playin' on my lawn with drawers on. My kid's like, "Dad, you a moron." I be like, "Whatever, kid, though, I bang your Mom." So disgustin'. F-A-C-E, beginnin' with the what's his. SAT score below six hundred. Type to steal light bulbs and get busted. Game got rusted. Old dude who rock clothes meant for teens. Every shirt I own got holes in the sleeves. Cargo shorts that go past my knees. Yeah, I look pretty stupid, but yo, that's the One day you understand me, son, this land's fun. You can bill me when the damage done. Like Samsung, give you six to five. Spam chumps, shit's thick like your mom's hips and Thighs. I guess I'm hypnotized. I'm the in-law that's outlawed, the pimp boss with Outlaws. Your shit tossed without force, Criss-crossed and outsourced. It's the J-E-double-S-E, super sexy. They call me mom or messy. Daft up, chicks try to undress me. Broads hangin' all on my junk like Jeff Epstein. Cut, onto the next scene, fresh, Clean. Ain't nobody broke as me. Pull out your pockets, let's see. Cobra, Cobra Kai, Cobra Commander. Pop off quicker than that Niederlander. Bust a nut in your grandma and, uh, Uh, I don't even know, man. F-A-R-O, F-ACE are marvelous. D Block. Y-R-Y-R, Yo Bro. F-A-R-O, F-ACE are marvelous. D Block. Y-R-Y-R, Yo Bro. Cop a mansion on the hill, Lambo in the Driveway. Everything I do-Tell 'em. I do my way. Model broads and beach trip? Nope, it ain't happen. Other than my Dickies, nope, I ain't slackin'. Red-eye, jet set, tryna get this nap in. If you don't know-Yo, you better ask 'em. Pockets filled with paper, blastin' off the vapor. Smoke screen, broke screen, man, that shit'll rape Ya. Ice Bacardi Buzz, not knowin' where I was. Face down on the ground, cuffed up by the Fuzz. Exotic chicks, gee whiz, brain like Cheez Whiz. Always spittin' to the wife, family life, Three kids. High off the dad life, can't stop The room spinnin'. Close eyes, shut down my life, Boom, winnin'. Yo, how you livin'? Me? I'm chillin'. Cop a 'copter with the chopper With the fucks never given. Makin' every move I can, this is just the Way I am. Dad face, mad ways, at it All over again. F-A-R-O, F-ACE are marvelous. D Block. Y-R-Y-R, Yo Bro. F-A-R-O, F-ACE are marvelous. D Block. Y-R-Y-R, Yo Bro. Ayo, the kid spit funky as fuck, I break A boogaloo. While outside Webster Hall like you Should book a dude. Got winded and out of Breath, so took a snooze. Dreamin' I was naked With Rachael Ray while cookin' food. We made pasta that sucked, then proceeded to... Nah. People call me the GOAT and I responded Like-Baa. Farm animal rap. Your father like your mama rockin' a mechanical Strap. Quick change the channel, we back. Makin' wives sick to they stomach, they vomit when They hearin' the tracks, and that's facts. If I had buck for every time I heard Face ain't shit, I'd probably make eight cents. You know they love us, these mother lovers that'll Hug your mother. And it's a perfect time to Say the word motherfucker. Mad jokes, you assholes should eat prunes. I like to say shit that might be too Soon. Like, "Batali likes olives," I told him, "Me too." When the hatred start pourin', you know That we blew.