H.A.R.M.A.R. (feat. Beth Ditto)

H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar Call me What the weather like? Ball me Turn it around Tape your secrets down My sex is tight Like my record sounds Remember how we used to keep underground Now I'm at the circus with my dictaphone Takin', notes baby how your body cream How deep I need to push to hear you scream my name My data's all booted up your mainframe I need a little rub to keep my beats tame So we sing H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar Call me What the weather like? Ball me 2000 and 10 parties jam starts kickin' So I follow the flow and trail to the kitchen What's this? Why these buggaz twitchin? Don't feed rails to the heads of a chicken Finger lickin', tryin' to call my bluff So I had to throw the out by their scruffs H-A-R Mar ain't bein' tough So I ice a Jameson and chase with a bud H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar Call me What the weather like? Ball me Your Dj friends are super fucking lame Otherwise they'd be livin' out the game Like me I've seen them all waitering I'll take a hot sake and a chefs choice plate Don't hate and don't forget my Nesso I'll have you cut from your job like Duriso You can play the saint mother Turisso While I sip a Wanderers with your chica And we sing H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar Call me What the weather like? Ball me One more time H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar H-A-R-M-A-R Superstar Call me What the weather like? Ball me And we're out