Ad-Rock - YO KEV lyrics

YO KEVIN! YO KEVIN! YO KEVIN! Don't care what yr real name is I'mma call you Kevin You could be Gary, Mark, Dan, Yorvit, Stephan The way yr crowding up on me, steppin Yo, yr name must be Kevin CHAMPAGNE JERRY: I'm like the ConEd of p**y ON IT! I'm like the public enemy of p**y, WANTED I got more pics of myself with celebrities than a pizza shop owner I'mma Lena Dunham this sh**, Tyler Perry this sh** Give America its first bo*er You know the fly spot where they got the champagne? It's in my mouth! Let's fill it up again I get tons of s** wearing my dad jeans All of Taylor Swift's songs are about me AD-ROCK: Ad-Rock, Champagne Jizzle Bacon in the pan, non-stop sizzle Pies and Thighs, we got Wise chips Fresh to d**h, freshly dipped Like Minty Fresh I got beats for days Steady dripping on a purple haze Freixenet, Korbel, Moet Buckets of champale and that's a bet Quick fast, home runs in hurry My mellow my man and that Champagne Jurrry Catch Club, fast love, we fly high on the wings of a dove Pop bottles so hard got carpel tunnel All day every day brunch s**er motherf**ers don't know what's real Jerry Jer, what's the deal?? CHAMPAGNE JERRY: I got so much champagne in my mouth I can't even talk Champagne in my hollow leg and I can't even walk If the world is the Craft, then I'm yr Fairuza Balk You got cracks in yr raps? CJ's your caulk Give me all your OMGs, f**ing keep all the LOLs Champagne Jerry, Ad Rock, all we do is ball YO KEVIN! YO KEVIN! YO KEVIN! Don't care what yr real name is I'mma call you Kevin You could be Gary, Mark, Dan, Yorvit, Stephan The way yr crowding up on me, steppin Yo, yr name must be Kevin