Childish Gambino - Get It (As Mc DJ) lyrics

[Verse 1] This song was made so you can rave in suburban houses Or college dorms, any party without a bouncer So drink your self into oblivion I'mma be up in the corner trying to mac on this girl named Vivian I love parties where people don't have to pay And have to scream loud so you can communicate Rude girls who are sweeter than Betty Crocker Will usually loosen up with a bottle of Johnnie Walker So take totes and quotes from me, charming I get more a** than toilet seats and mule farmers I'm screaming so loud, I'm popping the top of the Marylin And strapping a bomb to your favorite neighborhood terrorist Lesson one, always pretend you're listening So if she tries to tell a quote, try and finish it This way she'll think it's destined to be Then she's stripping off clothes and showing anatomy Bad at me, wants me to call her up again Even though when I was talking I was thinking about her friend So you can call me an a**hole if you want I talk sh**, so all of my sh** comes out the front [Outro]