Forthwrite - Namedropper 2 lyrics

Hey, PEZ, mate i reckon it's safe to say you
Really don't know anyone mate
Nah, I know 'em mate, I know everyone mate
You, you actually, no, you don't know anyone
I've got a mate, I've got mates
I've got 'em, I've got my mates
Don't you worry about that you've got mates?
No I know 'em, I know 'em all
I've got lots of mates, I've got 'em
You don't have any mates?
You don't know anyone, mate i've got 'em
Nah, you don't know anyone, mate
You don't know me nah, you don't even know
You don't even know you!
I know a couple people

Ha ha, PEZ, ayo
I gotta come clean, I'm such a drug fiend
You'll probably see me shooting
Up sunscreen with Mundine (30+)
I love speed


If there's lines I'm havin' ten dozen
I'm trying to keep my head
Buzzin' like Ben Cousins (Ice)
Yo, I went on a date with Scarlett Johansson
I brought Sixty along and then
We asked for a tandem
(How about both of us?)
Nah, what I really did was
Ask her father for ransom
(Give me money or I'll shit in
The spa bath at her mansion)
And it's true I slept with Jennifer Aniston
(Friends)
The bitch is so skinny that it felt
Like having sex with a skeleton
(Oh, come on, bones)
It's like I was lying there
In bed with a mannequin
'Stead of layin' there, yo
I should have made her wear clothes
And pose
Hoes love me 'cause I used to be on Star Wars
Yeah? What was your part called? I
Think his name was Darth Maul
And you should see me
I can take a piece of cardboard
And make it look exactly like
It's Mark Waugh's passport
(That's four runs) this shit's an art form
Shout-outs to Kylie Minogue
Last night, thanks for driving me home
I'm known for leavin' bodies out
There turnin' in the cemetery
But last night's the first time
I murdered a celebrity (I promise)
I killed MC Hammer, I need an alibi
He said "You can't touch this"
I said "Fuck off, it's hammer time!"
I love to paraglide, that's why I'm paralysed
Shit, I tried to fly and
Hit the Channel 9 satellite (My bad)
But luckily I own every single
Section of the company (I do)
And nothing can be done to me (That's right)
I was just about ready to fire Eddie McGuire
But he paid me half a
Mil' and said he'd semi-retire
(Lock it in, Eddie)
I'm so happy to say that way back in the day
I gave 2Pac a crew cut with a toothbrush
(Nice and clean) yeah I'm a true thug
(yeah) , the type of guy who can't cry
So I try to start fights down at Moomba (Ah)
And Justin Timberlake
All your fuckin' shit is fake (That's right)
If I ever see that chump
I'm gonna punch him in his face (Ayy?)
And take him home and stuff in
An oven till he bakes
So I can give him to his mother
As a muffin or a cake (There you go)

Mate, you talk out of your fuckin' arse
More than anyone I've ever met
Mate, you don't even have fucking mates
Mate, I've got mates! I've got mates, mate
No, you don't i already fucking told you!
I told you that last time!
You're an arsehole, mate, i told you!

I sell picture of celebrities
I'm all about the dollar bills
I caught Bob the Builder poppin'
Pills with Dr phil (Phil)
My folks say that I need
To make an honest mil'
That's why I rob and steal
To get my pockets filled
(Give me your fuckin' money) Ayo
Pink was part of Linkin Park
Until they found out she wrote
The song for Pick-a-Part
(Pick-a-Part, Pick-a-Part, Pick-a-Part
Pick-a-Part)
I stay skipping class with Vanilla Ice
That's the only reason I can explain
All of my ninja scars (Woop ah)
I'm known to hang with lead
Singers like Keith Richards
I leave 'em grief stricken sellin'
'em my cheap pingers
I got caught by Chief Wiggum
But they need a witness
'Cause all they got is Lisa
Simpson and Peter Griffin (Mwah)
I had a face-off with Nicholas Cage
Scared him so bad he had
To pick a different name
Started with Timothy, Dave
Then Jimmy and Ray
Then turned bitch and he ended
Up with Imogen Bailey (Who the fuck's that?)
I never share food and if they
Ask to give 'em a taste
I fold my napkin pleasantly and then
I spit in their face you should see what all
The critics have claimed (Fuck you)
They say I'm scammin' dudes and class
Me next to Christoper Skase (Cripple)
'Cause, I'm blingin' and I say
I work for minimum wage
But then I roll homeless people
Screaming, "Gimme ya change, ya cunt!"
I played an extra with Ricky Gervais
And started stabbin' his back
And he stopped and said
"You havin' a laugh? Is he havin' a laugh?!"
I've got a plan to swap wives for Posh Spice
'Cause it's the only way I'll
Ever see the spotlight if Beckham finds out
I'll say that she's not mine
And say I hate his missus
She ain't even in my top five
(She's ugly, mate) but then he sees us in
A porno getting watched live
I had frostbite
That's the reason for my cock size (Whoop)
I'm the type to watch chickens
Have a cock fight
You're the type to watch men
Have a cock fight (Mine's bigger)
I spent my last year chillin' down in Bondi
I'm so fucking good that I can clock time
(What does that mean?)
Arrogance, I know that everybody wants mine
I'll go to a Nas show and
I'll only throw the Roc sign
And I'm a straight G, since eighteen
I done been finna eating
Baked beans with Jay-Z
And Vince Vaughn might be six-four
Man, you think that
Shit's tall? Motherfucker, i'm an inch more
And last year
We were support acts for Tin Door
We came out wearin' all red
Doing the Crip walk (Westside)
And is your dick sore?
(Why?) Because you piss poor
Only make money with keyboards
Pressing Shift-four

You ain't a dog
Mate, I told you, I know everyone, mate
You don't know, you made 'em up
Mate, I fucking know everyone
Mate, I know PEZ mate, I know, I fuckin'
I know Forthwrite mate
You don't know anyone mate
You're a fucking liar
What are you talkin' about?
You're a fuckingha ha forthwrite