MC Chris - C-3PO lyrics

I am 3PO c-3PO
I am 3PO c-3PO

Walk into the room
I can presume you can see my gold
Partner is an astromech
My best friend and my bro
Several different masters, make disasters
Get sold bloke liked to choke, made me pro
Broke the mold
I speak every single speech in the
Far reaches of the galaxy
I'm pretty much a slave because
I never see a salary
Passed off as a present or
We're purchased like we're property
Bigots put detectors every vector
It don't bother me
Sometimes I'm on a mission and
I'm wishing we could backtrack
Sometimes a limb is missing or
I'm in Chewbacca's backpack
Can be a little whiny
Have you seen my shiney hiney?
Joints are always frozen, always holdin'
You can try me i can get a little grimey
Really do not like the dunes
Want to take a bath until
My robot hands are pruned
Then we'll chase after my homey
Who is suddenly seeking Obi
Never tells me anything
I talk too much he told me

His name is C-3PO
Protocol droid with the mean flow
When he starts going, then he don't slow
God in a pod, got your squad low
His name is C-3PO
Protocol droid with the mean flo-flo-flo-flow
When he starts going, then he don't slow
God in a pod, got your squad low

Bitch asked if I spoke Bachi you got me, JK
Yes you act like you don't like me
Be polite or kiss my ass
Moisture farmer is a hater
Evaporators is my shit
Curmudgeon begrudgingly submit's to my
Divine mind tricks
Now I'm with some blonde brat
He's a map to Kenobi
Someday we'll need a map to drag
His ass back to his homies
Told his groupies go blow me
Rather milk my jabroni
He turned out like his papi
At least that Chacci had a Joanie
He's binockin' on some Banthas
We need answers and my android
Tusken Raiders on a rampage
Take advantage like they fanboys
Then some joke in a cloak made
These sandies wet their panties
The sound they be switchin'
In special editions sadly
Got invited to his hideout
No wonder he's a hermit
Atrocious decoratin', I ain't hatin'
Just observin' can we go back to Antilles
Really sorry for the sour sound
I've been powered down for an
Hour now any flowers found?
Speaking of gettin' burnt
Beru and Owen are certainly smokin'
Time to find a ship and
Split before the enemy's awoken
Into a bar we can not walk in
So we chill right by his speeder
Soon we're running to a Falcon
I need talcum on my peter

His name is C-3PO
Protocol droid with the mean flow
When he starts going, then he don't slow
God in a pod, got your squad low
His name is C-3PO
Protocol droid with the mean flo-flo-flo-flow
When he starts going, then he don't slow
God in a pod, got your squad low

Now there's pirates in our party and
I'm hopin' that they're nice
There's a presence that is sentient
It's friendliest in flight
She sniggers at his trigger happy
Flyboy and his dice
She speaks of revolution
A solution with a price
I keep telling him the likelihood
Of living because fuck 'em
Let's go back to Yavin, let me plug in
Get a fuck in
There's a protocol imperative imbedded
In my heritage
Now we're getting sucked in like
It's a satisfying narrative
It's no moon, a space station
It's a true innovation
It's a reason for vacation where's the
Pod in this space ship?
The charmer steals some armor and
The farmer found his twin
That part they didn't wipe, this isn't right
They live in sin!
I'm crushed 'cause they're crushed then I
Realize that I saved them
Obi Wan turns to dust
We put pedal to the pavement
Or the equivalent danger imminent
This predicament ain't over yet
Tell my astromech to switch my neck
When we can have secretive sex

His name is C-3PO
Protocol droid with the mean flow
When he starts going, then he don't slow
God in a pod, got your squad low
His name is C-3PO
Protocol droid with the mean flow
When he starts going, then he don't slow
God in a pod, got your squad low