[Hook: Noora Noor] If you're feeling Stoopid Feel the sh** we move it If you think you're cupid Don't be afraid just do it If you're feeling fruity Come on shake your booty With your fake a** do it oh yeah [Verse 1: The Loudmouf Choir] Talk about this that and the third We dissing you wack nerd The lyrics out your hand and piss on you wack nerds I'm crazy, f**ed up, broke and lazy Trying to make normal friends but all of them hate me f** everybody else I'm only filling myself Eat a lot of fat and sugar I'm k**ing my health We trying building out well It ain't going that well Matter of fact it's going straight down to hell Yo we claiming we street smart Even though we step on stage lookin like retards We are Loudmouf cool, clean and handsome Even though we look like jerks the ladies loves 'em [Hook: Noora Noor] (You now you want some) [Verse 2: The Loudmouf Choir] My sh**, My sh** Hot like the oven get We eat a lot of McDonalds But we ain't loving it Keep shoving sh** and sound wack but you just did But then again he probably can't help it cause he just can't I'mma call her b**h mommy a ma' Cause I don't want her to be my mother Understand that pa' I'm in my car straight doing delivery Thinking I'm a star but don't nobody remember me Some years back my sh** was wack Hooked up with Loudmouf Now we on the right track motherf**er Yeah so keep listening Baby rappers make me feel all like (?) citizens Them s**ers on our jock even though we're dissing 'em We're still trying to sell rap funk Still fishermen sh** that ain't smart And I'm still trying to sell tracks but nobody listening [Hook: Noora Noor] (x2)