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Selena
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Das Racist
Das Racist
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Victor Vázquez
Victor Vázquez
Songwriter
Himanshu Suri
Himanshu Suri
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Patrick Wimberly
Patrick Wimberly
Producer
Josh Ascalon
Josh Ascalon
Engineer

Lyrics

Michael Douglas, a million dollars! Twin Towers, Colin Powers Shouts to Joan Sasso, Abigail Vazquez Shout to Sallie Mae, shout out to FAFSA Shouts to Alpha Dog, Cash is Napster, man Leo Donato DiCaprio Catch Me If You Can White rappers Black astronauts Only two questions you should ask, allow one "Who's the kid?" Two: "Who's the kid?" Both times the answer stay Kool AD Slave name's Vazquez And her brain game nasty Salami sandwich brown-baggin' it Blah-blah-blah-blah-blah-blah-blah BLAOW! Bidi bidi bidi bamba Rest in peace to Selena! Catch me in a cool place doin' a fun thing I'mma quit rapping real soon, "Get your fun in!" Get a little guap, Other ways to get funds then Danzig Scream Edvard Munch shit No matter what I do, I'mma eat it up, munchin' People talkin' 'bout, "Heems I heard you got punched in." Worry 'bout how I'mma eat it up dog, luncheons Celine Dion with a booty Bündchen's Gisele's We eat good food, that's dumplings Everyone that meet me think that I'm something Whether it's a dumb thing, or something they can run with Flows Usain Bolt, yeah they run things It's nothing, I do this cause it's easy It pays well, pumpkin Be a "bit of fun" fling, but it's getting kinda boring I am the walrus Victor Yeah, I'm the walrus too, dude Couldn't walk a mile in my walrus shoes, dude, true? Yes, I'm the fuckin' best! Best rapper alive, I swear to God, man Bad as I wanna be, Rodman Move a little, watch the Guap In a pop band Get it in, get it out, op Man See me in Miami, 20 Cubans in a Dodge van Do it for a large fan to Bart Vale Said it before, I don't care, I'mma star, man David Bowie Starman John Comforter -- oh, fuck, I didn't know how to say John Carpenter Starman! Stanley Brakhage Dog Star Man Where we at, San Diego? Carmen Suckers is butt, they need charmin' Toilet paper Take the, microphone And do, a buncha... stupid shit YEAH! Shava, shava, shava! Yeah! Shava! You dudes talkin' 'bout you rap And you probably does I'm blind to you haters Collie Buds And believe me the herb always come 'round Them smart brown boys back with that dumb sound Hipster Rap Queens Rap Haar it in my voice every time the kid Heems rap The golden child, from Colden's Wild Cherry Ave Where they scold 'em wild My grandma just moved out She knows this child that gets guap and fly high ESL YSL Cause we excel, we fly as hell Melrose Queens, where the crooks live CT For four years, to wile out read books then Took to bars from Brooklyn Come around talk smart, get your shit tooken
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