Spose - Cows Come Home lyrics

[Intro] And a two, and a three [Hook] Who rocks the party till the cows come home And doesn't have cows so he keeps moving on? It's Peter! (Hey) You're now rocking with the P. Dank crew tonight Who rocks the party till the people all die Then drags all the bodies outside and keeps rocking? It's Peter! (Hey) You're now rocking with the P. Dank crew tonight [Verse 1] You're now rocking with the best rapper with a concave chest To give it to you nonetheless, I got the illest Raps in the village, plus the most villains Have my boulders looking Coca-Cola since we were some children I'm the visionary vigilante, of the ante Kicked over your hill, but you still acting antsy Buzz-buzz shoo fly, don't bother me You don't do it properly, don't touch my pottery Fantastic, you damn ba*tard This sh**'s handcrafted, and it's made in Maine And I've been at it for a good while, never hood style And my clique sticks together like it's a wood pile So, so pile into the whip Virgin Mary has a baby every time I spit ‘Cause I'm known to rock a party till the cops come And I open up the door, tell them, "We're not done" [Hook] Who rocks the party till the cows come home And doesn't have cows so he keeps moving on? It's Peter! (Hey) You're now rocking with the P. Dank crew tonight Who rocks the party till the people all die Then drags all the bodies outside and keeps rocking? It's Peter! (Hey) You're now rocking with the P. Dank crew tonight [Verse 2] You're now rocking with the most freshest, I'll give you no guesses It's Edgar Allan Poe, plus both S's That's my f**ing name, my mother's who's to blame They hear me rap, they're like, "I can't believe he's from Maine!" She's like, "I can't believe it either, I heard he's Ryan Peters I knew this kid he went to college with who sold him reefer I heard he rocks sneakers that are old, and he lives up in Maine Up in the cold, at least that's what I'm told" "I-I-I-I can confirm it ‘cause I saw him at McDonald's And his car, it had Heineken bottles in it It was disgusting, his whip was gross I don't even think I could be down with Spose" I'm like I don't give a fizzuck, get up off my nizzuts Everybody put your motherf**ing handsizz up If you don't have hands, then welcome to the show I've got to ask the question, but you already know [Hook] Who rocks the party till the cows come home And doesn't have cows so he keeps moving on? It's Peter! (Hey) You're now rocking with the P. Dank crew tonight Who rocks the party till the people all die Then drags all the bodies outside and keeps rocking? It's Peter! (Hey) You're now rocking with the P. Dank crew tonight [Verse 3] Say "Oh!" (Oh), whack verses, lame hooks And your sh** s**s but looks good on Facebook Hell nah, you can doubt my sh** You can count my money then get off my diiiiiiiii -scography bulky like Sam's Club So great, I make a snake put their hands up Lick my man bu*t, buy my tee-shirt You'll have your chance little buddy, but it's me first P-derp, preferred leader of the people living cheaper MCs see me, go "Jeepers!" Get jealous, want to beat me up But these rappers just beneath me like Reese's Cups, s*uts