The Key of Awesome, Mark Douglas - We Can't Stop lyrics
[The Key of Awesome, Mark Douglas - We Can't Stop lyrics]
It's my money, gonna spend it on gum
It's my career, I can do a shark jump
It's my jaw and I can wire it shut
I can read Goosebumps
They're my favorite books
Dead cats and dirty dishes everywhere
Hands in my pants cus I'm itchy there
I'm just came to shame my mother
Ain't never gonna marry Thor's brother now
Tryin' to be a poor man's Gaga (Gaga)
Or an albino Rihanna (eh, eh)
Now I'm dating a French guy
Made outta French fries
(Nom, nom, nom, nom, nom)
I look just like Tweety if he was slutty
Gonna give my Daddy
An achy breaky heart attack (sweet niblets)
This is my butt this is my cooch
And I won't stop chewin' my gum
Tryin' extra hard to be edgy
It's my middle finger to Disney
Freaky hand chop pepto-Bismol
This is my musical cry for help
Can't buy a clue with all this wealth
No bones
It's my booty, I can put it on stuff
It's my booty, I can drag it on the rug
It's my booty, I can put it on Doug
I can put it on a pug or all of the above
I could try be classy but what for?
I want to get my face on Mount Slutmore
Remember only God can judge ya
Unless you're busted
Then a judge can judge ya
Tryin' to look sexy but it's just sad
Is this an American Apparel Ad?
I'm not anorexic
Just replaced breakfast with crack
Now Miley is asleep nobody make a peep
Ya'll get up on your feet
I'm gonna show you a cool dance
Everybody clap take two steps back
I'll just latch on to her hit song
My wife gave birth to a cash machine
Sometimes she lets me be in her movies
Cha ching
Get out Daddy or else I'm gonna pound you
Don'tcha sass me I can still ground you
For gettin' that dumb Sharon Stone hairdo
I heard you were dating a French dude
Where is he? Stop, Daddy!
I kill you, bastard! Stop Daddy!
Die! He's my boyfriend, I love him!
French fry guy i hate you!
USA! (Tasty)
It's my career, I can do a shark jump
It's my jaw and I can wire it shut
I can read Goosebumps
They're my favorite books
Dead cats and dirty dishes everywhere
Hands in my pants cus I'm itchy there
I'm just came to shame my mother
Ain't never gonna marry Thor's brother now
Tryin' to be a poor man's Gaga (Gaga)
Or an albino Rihanna (eh, eh)
Now I'm dating a French guy
Made outta French fries
(Nom, nom, nom, nom, nom)
I look just like Tweety if he was slutty
Gonna give my Daddy
An achy breaky heart attack (sweet niblets)
This is my butt this is my cooch
And I won't stop chewin' my gum
Tryin' extra hard to be edgy
It's my middle finger to Disney
Freaky hand chop pepto-Bismol
This is my musical cry for help
Can't buy a clue with all this wealth
No bones
It's my booty, I can put it on stuff
It's my booty, I can drag it on the rug
It's my booty, I can put it on Doug
I can put it on a pug or all of the above
I could try be classy but what for?
I want to get my face on Mount Slutmore
Remember only God can judge ya
Unless you're busted
Then a judge can judge ya
Tryin' to look sexy but it's just sad
Is this an American Apparel Ad?
I'm not anorexic
Just replaced breakfast with crack
Now Miley is asleep nobody make a peep
Ya'll get up on your feet
I'm gonna show you a cool dance
Everybody clap take two steps back
I'll just latch on to her hit song
My wife gave birth to a cash machine
Sometimes she lets me be in her movies
Cha ching
Get out Daddy or else I'm gonna pound you
Don'tcha sass me I can still ground you
For gettin' that dumb Sharon Stone hairdo
I heard you were dating a French dude
Where is he? Stop, Daddy!
I kill you, bastard! Stop Daddy!
Die! He's my boyfriend, I love him!
French fry guy i hate you!
USA! (Tasty)