Bring the cancer When you hear this in the club You're gonna free sh** up You're gonna puke up your guts Because this song really s**s When I'm outside the club I'm flashin' my muff I'm flashin' my muff Makin' cameras blow up She's the X-Factor judge Whose always drugged up! She always also looks drunk Hey Lance, Simon shut up When I'm driving through the club I'm doing hit and runs While I'm holding my son Driving drunk is fun – AHHH! I like to mix lyrics that are total sh** With dance beats that are generic And then make futuristic videos That are tremendously boring and dull I am a total douche that is better than you That's why I have this dumb hair-do And why I use way too much AUTO-TUNE You are now rockin' with a douchebag and a crazy b**h Product placement BRING THE CANCER I'm a frog This song was written by my dog Why the hell do I dance like this? I look like a drugged up puppet! You dance like a white dude Eh yo! My lyrics are so meaningless My music is so horrendous. (SOMEBODY KILL ME) It makes Soulja Boy seem legit IT's RUBBISH! Eh yo! Technology gets me so hot I just had s** with this robot IT WAS ROBOT RAPE I SAID STOP STOP STOP! Eh yo! Everybody can s** my co*k I am more important than god And everybody should know that: I'm a DoucheBag! When I'm on lots of d** I like to sound with tish That's why I'm talking like this You're not British b**h I'm totally nuts That's why I married K-FED I did a ton of Meth And then I shaved my head I am the worst musician of this decade My source will give your eardrums AIDS I hit my head real hard when I was eight/here That's why I dress like I'm from outer space The random crap I say: Is this the world Boom boom pow And Mazel tov Somebody needs to make this garbage stop You are now-now rockin' with a douchebag and a crazy b**h