Be Bad Ah, no one can suffer us, but us, bro And a few milfs like the dog's hiccup Sunbeams shine through the panorama roof The classic cover hangs in front of the racetrack on the flagpole Man, you over-bitches, I have principles I guess it's art, then it's art, I guess Record player pumps Marvin Gaye Got the tongue in the pussy and it tastes like Chardonnay My kids listen to gangsta rap before they go to sleep Because you all tell fairytales like the Grimm brothers And after this album, my student is king Rappers can blow like a cool wind I'm in a lamppost coat, it sounds like kapow And that's ugly and I don't mean the skin irritation With your bitch Ted Attet, we're playing a jazz quartet I have a lot of issues like the FAZ Back of my mega-hype like 2007 Because of you, rap birds shoot sound pigeons No doubt who makes the rules From the label with the saw blade to the sailboat Yeah, shindy hangs me up in your party basement I'm sitting in the restaurant at the best table in Margiella Bomber jackets, fighter jackets, biker jackets More belts than karate championships, yeah Teflon down, I'm untouchable What we're doing is modern art like 100 waters Your month's salary is a sweater for me German rap is a goddamned soap opera I shit on click rates and the Ritz cards Think of my junior suites and today's election The bitch has long nails like a hardware store And opens the high-heeled bathrobe for me, yeah Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my Bring us Emmeline Mäntel, fuck what Peter thinks How we waste beats is so decadent 585 horsepowers, make the beat a little faster I want to be finished, that's the update for Canacken Rap Pack up the wage, the LV is back for that Fick Finger for strikers, teachers and teachers Classics like the Titanic on the seabed Yeah, no conscience if I'm wasting money As long as the source spills like a Seltzer bottle How much cash do I leave at Tiffany & Co. Galileo Mystery on Pro7 Uh, money clips, no wallet Every line is art like a Van Gogh portrait The Balmain boys are lame leather All black, everything like devil's worshippers Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my