Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know

Oh-oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know

I run sh*t in this house

Like I was now or never

With no effort

I bet you I could change my name to Klaus

Or something mildly Flemish

Pick up a Saudi chemist

From an Orange County dentist

Ouch, I'm whistling, trading and eating

Now poetry readings at AA meetings

I text you pictures of my keister

I'm serving some dead bodies from a Middle-Eastern skirmish

Damn, I'm oh so scooty

A bro gropes boobies

Have sex with Snow White

At the gym, on pedal bikes

Replenishing electrolytes

Your honor

I dip my junk in the fondue

Told boring stories, show my blonde pubes

I'm from the church of Satan's archdiocese

So I fart fire pits and heart giant tits

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know

Oh-oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know

I'm a prick

All of our inane dialogue

And my day's minutia gets micro-blogged

Ew, does it smell like Fido the dog?

In gray Pumas

I look like Sideshow Bob

Urinate in what the cod-fish swims in

Who was to think, I'm God's gift to women

Flirted with about 30 Asian chicks with herniated disks

Eating turkey bacon bits

Busdriver: Ni**a?

Pillow Talk: Oh hey boo, how you be?

Busdriver: Oh, oh. I saw you at the Cannes Film Festival.

Pillow Talk: Nah that wasn’t me. You didn’t see me down there, nuh-uh baby.

Busdriver: Oh, yes.

Pillow Talk: You talkin’ bout Cannes? You a con.

Busdriver: Tell me about it.

Pillow Talk: I saw you gettin’ jiggy at Sundance with no pants on.

Busdriver: In Holland?

Pillow Talk: Mhmm.

Busdriver: Hmm, do tell. I bought those shoes also for 30 Euros at the Champs-Élysées.

Pillow Talk: Ni**a, please. These shoes, this cummerbund? Oh step, hon. Oh and by the way, the pâté?

Busdriver: The pâté was fabulous!

Pillow Talk: Goose liver ni**a.

Busdriver: Yes.

(Get 'em)

Oh, I know

You want my R&B hook

Oh, I know

Your brains are partially cooked

When this breaks this pillow under the gourmet kibble your solar plexus be in this trouble hence the dribble it's what's beats for

There it is, my friendship's like a health plan

I think all the multi-tiered colored telegram

The movie trailer leaked

Well I hope they get the plumber's putty

My script writing takes 3 Welsh understudies

I enjoy the convos of the water buffalo

Hoes stop and hold I'm rocks sold through the double O's

Y'all *s too think I'm a hot date

With a Prop 8 slashed out on my ballot box

Salad tossed into a chocolate cake 'cause I'm so cute

My hoes they look at me and their water break

And babies pop out with one gold tooth

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know

Oh-oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know

I never, never repeat it over, and over, and over again

I'm one of your pretentious friends

Pretentious friends

Pretentious friends