Diplo - Happy Rappy lyrics

[Intro] Yeah... ah... oh, sh**! Das Racist! Ha! That's ridiculous! 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20 Get that guap, get that money Meathead, street cred Weed edge, Greedhead [Kool AD] Young Charles Ponzi Waka Flocka Fonzie Sippin' Dom P, don gla**age on Africa Buddhist zooted, they write down my Agatha Christie mysteries Officer Rick Ross, gold chain Mr. T's Open every cell at Attica, sellin' Acuras, it's a commercial Room full of Draculas, big commercial Which little idiot wanna fill a piggy bank of more, much more? Paid for Rushmore, Larry Johnson, the best first godson Terry cloth Kangol, Luke Driscoll piss on Dodge Durango Rango, Johnny Depp in it, Bay reppin' it Alameda, don't step in it Used to stay there, now I stay where young Icarus went to daycare Hey, there! All you little kids better play fair! [Heems] Yo, yo, this sh** is too much, kid! One day I'll roll up and be like "What up, kid? I'm fitter, happier, more productive!" Until then I lay home and bump this "Loveless" Yeah, that's My Bloody Valentine Forty crack your dome call it My Bloody Ballantine Call it my bloody country club Hindu thuggee come from blood Won't stop yellin' 'til I'm comfortable Tumblr full, wonderful Keep it 100, I'mma dime, like, 10 times Be the first to run if I hear some lead fly Costanza steeze, (?) ...Stack chips Mr. Vegas I'll k** 'em with the -- I'll k** 'em with the -- [Outro -- repeat and fade out] Hello, yes, it's happy rappy! This is what you're hearing right now, actually