So don’t invite me to your wedding (yeah) You didn’t invite me to your funeral So I’m not gonna be on time (yeah) You didn’t invite me to your funeral So don’t invite me to your wedding (yeah) You didn’t invite me to your funeral So I’m not gonna be on time (yeah, yeah) No backflips and no somersaults And I’m gonna toss Every invite that I come across And Imma fight this sh** like an underboss (Yeah, yeah) Some guilt there but it won’t grow Heart broken, I don’t know You can ask me if I’m gon’ go but I recommend that you don’t though And I don’t care who gon’ be there You can save that sh** for a single man Imma sit here in my studio, elbows deep in a Pringles can (yeah) Instincts say run, run from you I’d be so uncomfortable Everything’s so combustible I don’t even know one Huxtable I’m not gon’ front front for you, no subterfuge Why I can’t play bum bumbershoot And I’m tryna write a dumb something new (Yeah, yeah)
This must be some kinda joke Saw that big dumb envelope Might have looked like maybe I was down I had my foot on the ropes (Yeah) I was blinking in Thought I was down, now think again When you brought it up, I was blinking in Thought I was down, now think again (Yeah) Got a limited time on earth So what’s your side show worth I’ll watch your slide show first Yeah I’m bogus, I’m Joe Dirt Yeah, Yeah After all Let’s play some tag or basketball If it’s collared shirts or slacks involved Y’all can keep the dress code that’s for y’all You ain’t go to mine I ain’t know you then Ain’t known you long Ain’t no new friends Yeah we all get it, so you go with him You go with her So let’s smoke some herb and Let’s order chicken and baked potatoes Smoke the weed And just play some Halo Please, oh please, don’t make me fake bro I say all this cause I hate to say no (hate to say no) So don’t invite me to your wedding