Keyori - Rap Boyz 1969 lyrics

[Strontium] I'm sitting here smoking marijuino Top lane bot lane playing Teemo I don't give a sh** just living the dreamio Halo 2 ain't even on Steam though Nuke China, nuke Spain Eat some concrete, make it rain No longer a bird, b**h, don't want grain Super Smash Brothers, Yoshi's my main 2-Pac's still in Serbia Kanye's never heard of ya Jay-Z saw it earlier Biggie stole your furniture Tried to give up ket for lent Now I'm snorting that cement Don't get high just love the scent Don't hate, mate, just circumvent Jacket, shirt, jacket, shirt I'm so glad it didn't hurt I'm so mad I've hidden Bert I'm so rad, she didn't revert I'm the marijuana delivery boy I'm no decoy, call me Swagger McCoy I deliver the goods, I deliver the toys Now drop the ba**, would you take it key boy? [Keyori] I got a big trunk but I ain't no elephant Fill it with severed limbs but that's irrelevent Come home with me, they never leave the basement Can't believe I dropped a silver one placement I get mad b**hes, YouTube money I can't believe people actually think I'm funny I just copy Dunky's content, I copy-cat Oh sh** he just made a new vid, I'll copy that Girl scout cookie, burn out rookie I'll be the bill if you be my sookie Sootie and sweep, don't make a peep Shut your mouth girl, don't even eat 'Cus that's my food, and that's my rug If you were on life support I'd pull the plug And ditch you for a girl, nice complexion Shame about the p**y, that's a yeast infection, ah! I got protection, shield master semjin Now I charge mad p**y, key-boy jenkins Don't watch tweenies, Thomas Tank Engine Gotta wrap this up 'cus my verse is endin' It's been grand, I'm a fun guy So don't forget to like and subscribe 'Cus if you don't I'll find you and then I'll find your house And set it on fire then I'll rape your spouce, what?! [Strontium] Gangnam Style, Wangnam Style Smack you nan, drink tea for a while Eat for a minute, sh** for a mile I should apologise to my bathroom tiles I think I'm Cheryl Cole 'cus I left my band I think I'm Harvey Dent 'cus I got blood on my hands I think I'm Steve Jobs 'cus I've made a grand I think I'm 50 Cent 'cus there's bud in the sand It's like Winnie the Pooh spilled honey on his bu*t He tried to wipe his a** but his hand got stuck 50 percent sk** 20 percent luck Drive over to your house with my pick-up truck Smoke so thick you can't see through Sheeps go baa, cows go moo Native Indians drove canoes I think we should k** the Nazis