Fletch - It's A Wrap lyrics

*gla** breaks* Here's Johnny! Oh yeah, it's time for a hype track That's what you kids want today right? Y'all don't give a f** about lyrics, or my innermost thoughts [Verse 1: Fletch] Ayo, Jonathan the Fletcher trying to rap with some swagger Got this sh** up in the bag wrapped in plastic like crackers Mr. Moviefone I'm straight sh**tin on these actors I'm a giant, LT, I am just too hard to tackle, so Watch me go ignorant, special needs children "Fletch you wildin' bro!" No sh**! I am on h**n! Just so freakin' arrogant, hero to this h**ne This a turtle race you slow b**h, so my hare will win Shootin' up these camera men, f** the paparazzi Liberal nazi, you say it fast and it's Liberace I am sorry, no not really, but these ladies don't come off me Joey Ryan in this b**h, who wanna ride on my Mus-Tah-Che I'm so proper, do not copy, do not paste it, do not scan it Just so random, dare you n***as make me angry, Bruce Banner Green with envy cause your ladies part of those fangirls Supposedly proposed to me, can't help I'm so handsome God...Damn It's a f**in' wrap, got these rappers En Route [Verse 2: Fletch] I don't need no helium already fly and hazardous These cross dressin' ba*tards is walkin around in drag and dress Lookin' like an extra off an episode of Fresh Prince Diarrhea flow, I'll sh** all on your essence My dick is like a gun, cause I bang chicks Y'all n***as bathroom urine, you ain't sh** Betty White called, she said why you so ancient? These oldies stay stuck in the past and I'm impatient b**h I'm f**in' clownin, Black Gallager I go off like your trailer's power outages These little horny chicks is bitin' lips, poutin' it Swaggots think they're cookin' but they only s** sausages Who you think you talkin' to? f**in' arrogance I'm like an arab emo kid, b**h I cut and tear a wrist Have your head in a lake, like ostriches Lyrically the rap's Batman, fatherless I have no love, hip hop's foster kid I'm just so dark with it, like I off'd the switch Party like lip gloss, I get it poppin' A thin line between fail and success, walkin' it