FUDGE WILLI - Quadrillion lyrics

I'm Just Like Bartleby The Scrivener, I Don't Know Just Keep That Irish Spring Soap, A Washcloth And The Shower Closed. When I Draw, I Have The Preference Of Pen For Pencil I Wasn't Smiling At You b**h, That Was Coincidental It Took Me All Of Two Seconds To Find This Instrumental Don't Say Nothing To His Girl Cause She In Her Menstrual Listeners Become Interested When I Start To Kick It Because I f** The Track Up, And It's Hard To Fix It And Look I Keep Me Hair Nice, Like Marge The Simpson A Portion Of Calculous Some Of Math, And Part DIvision My Style Is In Your Olfactory, Like The Farts You Sniffin Im Bout To Feel Your Girl Out Like A parking Ticket And She Had An Angry Beaver Like Dagget And Norbert And It Always Oozed With Some Type Of Vaginal Water Ass Mad Fat, In Fact, She's Surpa**ing The Porkers I Filmed Us f**ing And She Smashed The Recorders, YEEZY STYLE I Knew She Wanted It, She Gave The Freaky Smile Went It The Room, And Closed The Door Because We're Gonna Be A While Need Sixteen Onions Of Lettuce To Keep My Sperm High And When I Cum, It Burns Like A n***a With A Permed Eye I'm Huffing Sanitizer, It Makes Brain Cells And Germs Die, If Heaven Was On My Next Left, I'd Probably Turn Right I Yearn For The Night Where I See A QUADRILLION Cause There Won't Be Any More Commercials For Feeding The Children Leaks In The Ceiling Will Be A Thing Of The Past Because I'm Singing To Last, In Bed With Chelsea Handler, Earrings In Her Ass My Middle Finger Up Keke Palmer's Twat, Give Her The Longest co*k Like An Underfed Stretched Out Chicken In A Farmers Spot I'm Alarming To Clocks, I Tell The Time To Your Watch And Blame Me When Your Girl Comes Home With Bleachy White Spots You Think You Tito From The Jacksons, Well I'm Joe With The Falcons I'm Fathering n***as, Like Why Even Bother With n***as Your Raps Make Me Sleepy, I Nod Off And Slobber On n***as Pee In Your Bottle ,And Nickname It Water To n***as I'm Not A Baller My n***a, I'd Rather Eat Some Night Crawlers My n***a I WANT TO EARN THE DOLLARS OF A JOLLY SCHOLAR SKIPPING TO LAWYER LESSONS IN A DOUBLE BREASTED SUIT WITH A LOW COLLAR HOLLERING AT THE NEAREST SMALL, TALL, OR UGLY OVERALL WEARING BROAD SO HE CAN MAUL HER..... MY ni**a! I'm Off Limits Like Barack Obama's Daughter Hotter Than A Sauna And I Teach n***as, Nothing Like The Dalai Lama Though You Won't See Me In Your House, Boy, I'm Like Your Mama's Clothes n***as Disappointed As I Rap, Like A Kid When It's Time To Go She Didn't Polish Me wa*ker, She Just Shined It Though