way for the S O V
I say first priorities, it just me At Maccy D's at about three What you on? Quarter-pounder cheese? Chatting about me and
Now S O V, you S O V, can't S O V, quit Whatever don't talk with your full
That's alright me It's all Even if it's not me You're still dashing my name the city
It's all good Blup, blup for free White midget, a huh mine just dialed my digits
Is it for your Is it? Ha, for the way That you use your
If you go say I'm Well, if I'm nobody then why are you me? You drained your credit filling it my style, you's you're not feeling it?
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, In one ear and it comes out the other Repeating yourself you are a star Live for your mother reh reh reh rah
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, All your words in my brain are turning into Repeating yourself you are a star Live for your mother reh reh reh rah
Your want to classify me as an Eminem hear? What I'm a different kind of specimen Just because I be a Caucasian mean me and him are the same
one I'm not American, two I'm not a man Three I into with a different kind of plan Setting the facts straight 'cause I know I can it ever wait 'cause I do the ultravan?
Categories I don't fit any I'm onto top the stars many Writing out more than Bur berry Then it be like a victim of 20
Make lick my saliva off the floor spit that's bad When I walked in the Release my like O' Blimey
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, In one ear and it straight out the other yourself like you are a star Live for your like reh reh reh rah
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, All your in my brain are turning into clutter Repeating yourself you are a star Live for mother like reh reh reh rah
I know you know most about me your Sunday roast Or mid-morning cheese on But when I found out talking It's all different you squawking
S O V, I never said S O V, you know you ain't S O V, I love track Well, what the you want b**** a pound in the bank?
I'm varying I'm soon to be best friends From friends comes the next Blahbarian Let me only caring When you're the new rhythm
Now everyday the wearing And oh God, I got posh swearing The rich, the poor, the snobs, the Oh, Blahbarians galore
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, In one ear and it straight out the other Repeating yourself like you are a Live for your mother reh reh reh rah
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, All your words in my brain are into clutter Repeating like you are a star Live for your like reh reh reh rah