The Key of Awesome, Todd Womack, Mark Douglas, Doug Larsen - My Own Song lyrics
[The Key of Awesome, Todd Womack, Mark Douglas, Doug Larsen - My Own Song lyrics]
Mr worldwide! RedOne! Got my very own song!
Nobody else
Just me, estas chicas, Dali Vodka, a snake
305 and as always, Dale!
Here's a special song I made it just for you
Did it all by myself it's my solo debut
This time it's all mine
With my rhymes that don't rhyme
I think it sounds fine and no
One else seems to mind
No more splittin' my checks up
I've made it to Mecca
Donde esta la biblioteca?
I'm just kiddin', I don't read
Now, what to rap about?
Since J-Lo said goodbye, all I do is cry
And watch romantic comedies
(C'mon man, we already did that song)
Why ay ay is she dating that young guy?
My kids tell me he's muy sexy
(You're messin' up my track, Marc Anthony)
I said you could crash for a week, not a year
You ruined my sofa now it's
Stained with your tears
C'mon Marc I don't have time for all that
You're bound to find a booty
That's just as fat
Have a Dali Vodka while I do my thang
If you a good boy, we'll go to PF Chang's
(Ha, more like PF Chi-changs tally)
I just can't leave her behind
Wish I could turn back time
But, I don't the technology (knowledge)
Why ay ay ay does your mouth go to the side?
(Shut up)
Now even Pitbull's mad at me (I forgive you)
You a rockstar man and you almost handsome
We'll hit the club later but
You gotta put pants on
Lemmie rock this solo then we'll
Go hit the floor
Hang on a sec, lemmie just get the door
Hey Pitbull, imma keep it short
Just came by to get Marc's child support
Oh, Marc Anthony? Oh, he disappeared
He's definitely not anywhere around here
Cut the mierda, I know you're not alone
I could smell his nasty Brut cologne
Also the kids have to go to the dentist
I'll be too busy on Celebrity Apprentice
(Donald)
III want to know when your heart died
Don't take another step towards me
Both of you stop it
Can't you just get along?
Come into my office and sit on the futon
Have a Bud Light and have yourselves a seat
Now tell me your problems but
Do it to the beat
He dresses like he on Fantasy Island
She's a fashion monster fueled by diamonds
I know how this relationship went off track
I've carefully researched and weighed
All the facts
See, J-Lo's much more attractive than you
She a ten, you a two, let me get you a tissue
Sure, you got the money and
All them Latin Grammys
But, you look like a Hispanic Steve Buscemi
Who's that? He played in Fargo
Oh my god, he does
Now if you'll excuse me, I got a solo to fix
Sorry Mr bull, I have to be home by six
Say what? DAAAAAAAAALE!
Nobody else
Just me, estas chicas, Dali Vodka, a snake
305 and as always, Dale!
Here's a special song I made it just for you
Did it all by myself it's my solo debut
This time it's all mine
With my rhymes that don't rhyme
I think it sounds fine and no
One else seems to mind
No more splittin' my checks up
I've made it to Mecca
Donde esta la biblioteca?
I'm just kiddin', I don't read
Now, what to rap about?
Since J-Lo said goodbye, all I do is cry
And watch romantic comedies
(C'mon man, we already did that song)
Why ay ay is she dating that young guy?
My kids tell me he's muy sexy
(You're messin' up my track, Marc Anthony)
I said you could crash for a week, not a year
You ruined my sofa now it's
Stained with your tears
C'mon Marc I don't have time for all that
You're bound to find a booty
That's just as fat
Have a Dali Vodka while I do my thang
If you a good boy, we'll go to PF Chang's
(Ha, more like PF Chi-changs tally)
I just can't leave her behind
Wish I could turn back time
But, I don't the technology (knowledge)
Why ay ay ay does your mouth go to the side?
(Shut up)
Now even Pitbull's mad at me (I forgive you)
You a rockstar man and you almost handsome
We'll hit the club later but
You gotta put pants on
Lemmie rock this solo then we'll
Go hit the floor
Hang on a sec, lemmie just get the door
Hey Pitbull, imma keep it short
Just came by to get Marc's child support
Oh, Marc Anthony? Oh, he disappeared
He's definitely not anywhere around here
Cut the mierda, I know you're not alone
I could smell his nasty Brut cologne
Also the kids have to go to the dentist
I'll be too busy on Celebrity Apprentice
(Donald)
III want to know when your heart died
Don't take another step towards me
Both of you stop it
Can't you just get along?
Come into my office and sit on the futon
Have a Bud Light and have yourselves a seat
Now tell me your problems but
Do it to the beat
He dresses like he on Fantasy Island
She's a fashion monster fueled by diamonds
I know how this relationship went off track
I've carefully researched and weighed
All the facts
See, J-Lo's much more attractive than you
She a ten, you a two, let me get you a tissue
Sure, you got the money and
All them Latin Grammys
But, you look like a Hispanic Steve Buscemi
Who's that? He played in Fargo
Oh my god, he does
Now if you'll excuse me, I got a solo to fix
Sorry Mr bull, I have to be home by six
Say what? DAAAAAAAAALE!