Forthwrite - Namedropper 2 lyrics

[Intro: 360 (& Pez)] Aye Pez mate I reckon it's safe to say you really don't know anyone mate (Nah, I know 'em mate, I know everyone mate) You, you actually, no, you don't know anyone (I've got a mate, I've got mates, I've got 'em, I've got my mates, don't you worry about that) You've got mates? (No I know 'em, I know 'em all, I've got lots of mates, I've got 'em) You don't have any mates? You don't know anyone mate (I've got em) Nah, you don't know anyone mate (You don't know me) Nah, you don't even know you! (I know a couple people...) [Verse 1: Pez (& 360)] Haha, Pez, aye yo I've gotta come clean, I'm such a drug fiend You'll probably see me shooting up sunscreen with Mundine (30 plus) I love speed, if there's lines I'm having ten dozen I'm trying to keep my head buzzing like Ben Cousins (ice) Yo, I went on a date with Scarlett Johannson I brought 60 along and then we asked for a tandem (How about both of us?) Nah, what I really did was ask her father for ransom (Give me money or I'll sh** in the spa bath at her mansion) And it's true I slept with Jennifer Aniston (Friends) The b**h is so skinny that it felt like having s** with a skeleton (Oh come on, bones) It's like I was lying there in bed with a mannequin Instead of laying there, yo, I should have made her wear clothes and pose Hoes love me cause I used to be on Star Wars (Yeah? What was your part called?) I think his name was Darth Maul And you should see me, I can take a piece of cardboard And make it look exactly like it's Mark Waugh's pa**port (That's four runs) This sh**'s an art form, shout-outs to Kylie Minogue Last night, thanks for driving me home I'm known for leaving bodies out, they're turning in the cemetery But last night's the first time I murdered a celebrity (I promise) I k**ed MC Hammer, I need an alibi He said "Can't touch this", I said f** off, it's hammer time I love to paraglide, that's why I'm paralysed sh**, I tried to fly and hit the Channel 9 satellite (my bad) But luckily I own every single section of the company (I do) And nothing can be done to me (that's right) I was just about ready to fire Eddie McGuire But he paid me half a mil' and said he'd semi-retire (lock it in Eddie) I'm so happy to say that way back in the day I gave 2Pac a crew cut with a toothbrush (nice and clean) Yeah I'm a true thug (yeah) the type of guy who can't cry So I try to start fights down at Moomba (ahhhh) And Justin Timberlake, all your f**ing sh** is fake (that's right) If I ever see that chump I'm gonna punch him in his face (aye?) And take him home and stuff in an oven till he bakes So I can give him to his mother as a muffin or a cake (there you go) [Bridge: 360 (& Pez)] Mate, you talk out of your f**ing arse more than anyone I've ever met (Mate you don't even have f**ing mates) Mate I've got mates! I've got mates mate, I already f**ing told you! I told you that last time! You're an arsehole mate I told you! [Verse 2: 360] I sell picture of celebrities, I'm all about the dollar bills I caught Bob the Builder poppin' pills with Dr. Phil (Phil) My folks say that I need to make an honest mil' That's why I rob and steal, to get my pockets filled (give me your f**ing money) And yo, Pink was part of Linkin Park until they found out she wrote the song for Pick-a-Part (Pick-a-Part, Pick-a-Part...) I stay skipping cla** with Vanilla Ice That's the only reason I can explain all of my ninja scars I'm known to hang with lead singers like Keith Richards I leave them grief stricken selling them my cheap pingers I got caught by Chief Wiggum but they need a witness 'Cause all they got is Lisa Simpson and Peter Griffin (mwaaah) I had a face-off with Nicholas Cage Scared him so bad he had to pick a different name Started with Timothy, Dave, then Jimmy and Ray Then turned b**h and he ended up with Imogen Bailey (who the f**'s that?) I never share food and if they ask to give them a taste I fold my napkin pleasantly and then I spit in their face You should see what all the critics have claimed (f** you!) They say I'm scamming dudes and cla** me next to Christoper Skase (cripple) 'Cause I'm blinging and I say I work for minimum wage But then I roll homeless people screaming "gimme ya change, ya c*nt!" I played an extra with Ricky Gervais and started stabbing his back And he stopped and said, "You 'aving a laugh? Is he 'aving a laugh?!" I've got a plan to swap wives for Posh Spice Cause it's the only way I'll ever see the spotlight If Beckham finds out, I'll say that she's not mine And say I hate his missus, she ain't even in my top five (she's ugly, mate) But then he sees us in a p**no getting watched live I had frostbite, that's the reason for my co*k size (whoop!) I'm the type to watch chickens have a co*k fight You're the type to watch men have a co*k fight (mine's bigger) I spent my last year chilling down in Bondi I'm so f**ing good that I can clock time (what does that mean?) Arrogance, I know that everybody wants mine I'll go to a Nas show and I'll only throw the Roc sign And I'm a straight G Since 18, I done been finna eating baked beans with Jay Z And Vince Vaughn might be six-four Man, you think that sh**'s tall? Motherf**er, I'm an inch more And last year we were support acts for Tin Door[?] We came out wearing all red doing the crip walk (Westside!) And is your dick sore? (why?) Because you piss poor Only make money with keyboards pressing Shift+4 [Outro: 360 (& Pez)] You ain't a dog Mate I told you, I know everyone mate (You don't know, you made them up) Mate I f**ing know everyone (Mate, I know Pez) Mate, I know, I f**ing, I know Forthwrite mate You don't know anyone mate AHHH You're a f**ing liar (What are you talking about) You're a f**ing... haha (Forthwrite)