Bart Baker - That's What I Like (Parody) lyrics

Ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm gonna name all of the lavish
Stuff to do when you're rich (You're rich)
Like lobster tail for dinner
And sending high-priced dick pics (Dick pics)
Oops, maybe I should try to keep it PG
Let's get back to normal expensive
Things like shopping sprees
I'll host a party in Italy (Party)
Dress code Gucci blue jeans (Blue jeans)
Make sure that they assless (Assless)
So I can smell your farts, please
Goddamnit, Bruno, stop it
That is not appropriate
But, I really can not help it, man
What's the point of hiding it now?

Hop in the Cadillac
Girl, let's go to Tiffany's
Buy 24K, diapers to shit on money
And act like rich babies, goo, goo, goo, ga
Ga girl, you can change me, I'll change you

Covering midgets in milk
Tongue-kissing rare Asian DILFs
Unlucky you, that's what I like
That's what I like
Smack a kid with my diamond ice
And steal his bike ride it to the local park
Beat off on a bench 'til dark
Pay homeless dudes to have bum fights
And watch all night get fully nude
And fly a kite while eating mice

I'll host an orgy in Miami (Orgy)
Wake up wit' yo' granny (Grandmamma)
Human flesh for breakfast (Yup)
Mario, serve that man meat
Golden showering in Paris
Covering ourselves in French pee
Give you a taste of the high life, baby

Hop in the Cadillac
Girl, let's run over police
Steal their uniforms and harass minorities
Don't you worry, baby, don't worry at all
When you're this rich, it's okay

Having mini heart attacks
While snorting coke off Trump's shaft
Unlucky you that's what I like
That's what I like
Put my nuts in a platinum vice
And squeeze 'em tight
Shove a rocket up my arse
So I can blast off to Mars
Sixty-nine aliens all night, make one my wife
Cheat on it with it's best friend Mike
That's what I like