Guess who spoke those words of wisdom in the header?
Well, as it happens, it was the arbiter of taste and pop culture who wrote and recorded this:
Come and meet me in the bathroom stall
And show me why you deserve to have it all
Bxxx so hard
That sxxx cray (that sxxx cray), ain’t it Jay?
Bxxx so hard
What she order (what she order), fish filet
Bxxx so hard
Your whip so cold (whip so cold), this old thing
Bxxx so hard
Act like you’ll never be around mxx-fxxxxs like this again
Bougie girl, grab her hand
Fxxx that bxxxx she don’t wanna dance
Excuse my French but I’m in France (I’m just sayin’)
Prince William’s ain’t do it right if you ask me
Cause I was him I would have married Kate 'n' Ashley
What's Gucci my nxxxx?
What's Louis my killa?
What's drugs my deala?
What's that jacket, Margiela?
Doctors say I’m the illest
Cause I’m suffering from realness
Got my nxxxxs in Paris
And they going gorillas, huh!
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