(Rap Whole Song in British Accent)
[Verse 1]
She gives free head. She a Thot-Thot
My rhymes so hot, like a crockpot
Red dot at'cha dome. That's a headshot
And her bum so thick. Ass shots
I don't Snapchat
She said I wa*k too much. Needa jacket
[Pause]
What'cha staring in the club for?
Just smash that
Bonk her, Famalam!
Her, Fam!
Her, Famalam!
Hm. Which one's better than-- (Her!)
I heard she'll bonk for a Gucci-- (Purse!)
Before I get this, I'mma try and smash her-- (First!)
Heard that one's too easy. She's a-- (Flirt!)
p**y so wet. Make ya change your-- (Shirt!)
Jahova! Oh Lord! Oh God!
This beef's like Scrooge McDuck verse General Zod
No contest when asking who's better
It's like comparing Cheez-Wiz to aged Cheddar
Pulled out da gun--
(Automatic gunfire)
Load da AR. k**'em all dead
(Automatic gunshots)
No contest. b**h, ya been dead
(Automatic gunshots)
*GRAW-TA-TA-TAW!*
*GRAW-TA-TA-TAW!*
I be da one dey love
You be da one dey shove
You gets no love, boy
I be da not'cha Cuz
Nor we two be your Bruv
We're of no relation
[Bridge]
I can't believe you. I can't believe how dumb
Most girls spit it out. And very few swallow cum
Now, das a bad ting
Non, das a bad Chap ting
Most girls s** my co*k. But they never want my spunk
[Hook]
Want my spunk?
Want my spunk?
Want my spunk?
Want my spunk?
Want my spunk? (Taste it!)
Want my spunk? (Don't waste it!)
Want my spunk? (Just taste it!)
Want my spunk? (But, don't waste it!)
Want my spunk?
[Verse 2]
Your gyal said I gotta big co*k
She gotta nice bum, like Nick Naj
Mi wristwatch goes tick-tock
I keep all mi albums clean, like Kidz Bop (Psych!)
Gettin' money. Sellin' Nick Rocks
A white stone, like a piece of stick chalk
Hide it from mi mum mi tube sock
Ya chummies' always gossip, like a chick talks
Gotta white-skinned b**h that looks like Rachel Dosel
And gotta light-skinned b**h that looks like Rachel Dosel
Which one's which? Not sure
Ya just got whipped. Wanna encore?
[Clapping to the rhythm]
Don't try ta flex ‘cause you're wearing Pantor!
‘Cause I'll smack ya nose off
I'll snatch ya chin and your mouth off
My girl's flawless. No doubt
I just tooka to the nail shop
These chickenheads stay struttin'
They really ain't on nothin'
You're just gettin' mad at me--
KW: “Because I went and smashed ya cousin” (Ha!)
Rhyme's like a good p**y. I make it POP!
Your gyal's outta shape, like a muffin top
I love mi new gyal, ‘cause she gimme top
Skeet one stream in her eye. Fetty Wap (Yah, baby!)
Karate chop
Then do a backflip, like I'm Charlie Pop
Are you dumb? He don't exist
But when you get big like me you can make it up
[Bridge]
I can't believe you. I can't believe how dumb
Most girls spit it out. And very few swallow cum
Most girls will talk to me, and try to be my chum
Them girls just want my cash. So I tell them: “Bonk y'r mum!”
[Hook]
Bonk y'r mum!
Bonk y'r mum!
Bonk y'r mum!
Bonk y'r mum! (Tell'em!)
Bonk y'r mum! (Tell'em!)
Bonk y'r mum! (n***a, tell'em!)
Bonk y'r mum! (Gon' and tell'em!)
[Spoken Outro]
This is a presidential speech, ya'know? Bonk monarchy. Democracy's the way to go. Go big or go gaffe! That's all I've got to say, moreover--
Bung-bung-ba-dung-dung-dung-dung-da!
Dung-dung-dung-dung-da!
Bung-bung-ba-dung-dung-dung-dung-da!
Dung-dung-dung-dung-da!
That's all!