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[Verse 1 - Lil Dicky:]

Drinkin' up at summer camp

Itchin' on ma underwear

Dicky got a ton a hair

Money talk, rap game Chris Tucker here

Erry' muggle fuckin with' me

Going nuts, word to chunky Jiffy

Cold cuts up in the Panini

Mo butt than a Puerto Rican, I been tryna freak too

Nowadays Dicky tryna get a little freak to

Nominate Dicky dick for a little free poon

Honestly, probably rather have a little sweet boo to let me spoon

Fuck it I'm conflicted

Now that the kid been spitting dat

All types a women starting to listen and part of Lil Dicky sorta wishing

For a chick I can build with start to finish

But an even bigger part of me is tryna fuck

All these twitter bitches pictures looking fine as fuck

Been a girlfriend guy for a while and shucks

This the first time dimes been in line to stuff

But, I ain't doin' em all, or doin' em raw

Da boy ain't new to the ballin'

Viewing it all just like

A straight Jew at the mall with loot in the wallet

The restraint engrained up into the ball

But I ain't blue in the balls tho

Got a lil' boo up in law school

Freckles all up over her nostrils

She doing me proper, lotsa pasta, shots of vodka

Tonsil soccer, pop then it's off to clasa hasta manana

Being weird again

There he go Kanye being weird again

It's okay he allowed cause he legendary

But I don't really know how to treat this segment

[Verse 2 - Lil Dicky:]

Sippin' on an Orangina

Bout' to see a foreign feature

Skittles and a quarter reefer

I snuck em both inside the theater

Used to do a ton of math

Now I'm close to doing none of that

I'm bout to hire someone's dad

And he about to do a ton of math

Add it up, rapping crack, gon' stack it up

Back it up ho, das whassup

Cracker jacks at the bank

Cole Hamels up, drank a cup and I'm kind of buzzed

I'm high as fuck, but fuck that

Where them bitches sitting 7th inning finna fuck at

Used to fuck with bitches that was timid with the nutsack

Now I'm fuckin' bitches let me jizz up on they buttcrack

Das a fun fact, I'm

Head of ma class and ready for mine

And like a great red in a glass, I'm better with time

I mean I came letterman jacket, ready to shine

They up designer shit

I'm in footie pajamas bitch

Omelettes, bomb as shit

The rhyming sick

Competish can't conquer dis'

I'm legit, honest chicks is on ma dick

I ain't a God but... you can call me Deezus

Switch to beat up

Ye, I see ya

Bout to make more tortillas

Pork carnitas

Going straight North Korea

Poor Aaliyah

Sorta Lena

Y'all dudes more Madea

Touring, writing, rapping, snoring while I'm napping

Luring these foreign tourists to ma sack and scoring

During performances in the back and

I'm making all of this up because I'm rappin'

Inside a lucky 4 bedroom apartment

That we found on Craigslist and settled in August

You know it was rent control and it was awesome

It came with' a washer

And a dryer

Goodbye y'all

Lil Dicky - DEEZUS – текст


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