Mambo No. 6 by William Crooks Lyrics
[Intro]
Clipaholics, real clip shit!
[Verse 1]
Sitting at the Five Guys
Smoking on that fois gras
Bitch I'm rollin' stoned, new bag papa
Green like I'm Popeye
Me? 'Bout to pop out
Turn your face tie-dye
Lil bih, bye-bye!
Party rockers in the house
Where the fuck you at?
At the Waffle House, drunk as fuck
Ordered a hundred stacks (Pancakes!)
I just need a hundred bucks
Pay my mama back (Sorry!)
Whippin' the piss in the tangerine jungle cat (Skrrt!)
[Chorus]
Smokin' dope like the feds smoked the AutoZone
COINTEL everywhere
Why you using Google Home still?
Hey Alexa, [beep]
[beep] (You can't say that)
I'm at the [beep]
Keep the [beep] in my raincoat
(You can't say that)
(Fucking fight me)
[Verse 2]
In my garden I been—
(Wait, can I start over?)
In my garden figuring out which plants I can get high from
Fuck around and overthrow capitalism with an iPhone
The sun is out, it's beautiful, why I still hate myself?
I should be doin' big things like my name was Alf
(I come from the planet Melmac)
(What are you talking about?)
Like alf, from the
From the sitcom, (What are you talking about)
The 80s, the mid-80s sitcom (What are you talking about?)
The friendly extraterrestrial! (What?)
Smokin' mids in a parked car, I can't afford the gas
Roll the windows down, I can't see over the dash
Smoke and mirrors in the crystal ball
I can't see through the glass
Watch the future turn to present
Then the present turn to past
Yeah, now watch me run in place
I do the runnin' man
Y'all still in second place
I'm smokin' thizzle face
Fat like a sizzle stake
I'm James Ingram with the flows
I got a hundred ways
[Bridge]
Find one hundred ways
(Stop, stop it!)
[Verse 3]
I don't want to wear my collar
I'm a wild dog now
Internet make me sad
So I had to log out (Fuck Twitter)
Pull up, pop out
Industry is sus, too much cop-out
Too much comfy, for real it's too many cops out
Push a boundary before I push someone
Y'all don't even push nothing
Push buttons praying for a combo
Mall grab ass bitches push mongo
So far in the future, in the whip pushin' Mambo 6
(Damn)
[Chorus]
Smokin' dope like the feds smoked the AutoZone
COINTEL everywhere
Why you using Google Home still?
Hey Alexa, [beep]
[beep] (You can't say that)
I'm at the [beep]
Keep the [beep] in my raincoat
(You can't say that)
[Outro]
I don't give a fuck about anything
"So we talked to a man who has been dealing with [C-C-C-CLIPAHOLICS] and their minds for over twenty years. It's so puzzling to most of us to think of taking someone's [SWAG] that's not ours"
Clipaholics, real clip shit!
[Verse 1]
Sitting at the Five Guys
Smoking on that fois gras
Bitch I'm rollin' stoned, new bag papa
Green like I'm Popeye
Me? 'Bout to pop out
Turn your face tie-dye
Lil bih, bye-bye!
Party rockers in the house
Where the fuck you at?
At the Waffle House, drunk as fuck
Ordered a hundred stacks (Pancakes!)
I just need a hundred bucks
Pay my mama back (Sorry!)
Whippin' the piss in the tangerine jungle cat (Skrrt!)
[Chorus]
Smokin' dope like the feds smoked the AutoZone
COINTEL everywhere
Why you using Google Home still?
Hey Alexa, [beep]
[beep] (You can't say that)
I'm at the [beep]
Keep the [beep] in my raincoat
(You can't say that)
(Fucking fight me)
[Verse 2]
In my garden I been—
(Wait, can I start over?)
In my garden figuring out which plants I can get high from
Fuck around and overthrow capitalism with an iPhone
The sun is out, it's beautiful, why I still hate myself?
I should be doin' big things like my name was Alf
(I come from the planet Melmac)
(What are you talking about?)
Like alf, from the
From the sitcom, (What are you talking about)
The 80s, the mid-80s sitcom (What are you talking about?)
The friendly extraterrestrial! (What?)
Smokin' mids in a parked car, I can't afford the gas
Roll the windows down, I can't see over the dash
Smoke and mirrors in the crystal ball
I can't see through the glass
Watch the future turn to present
Then the present turn to past
Yeah, now watch me run in place
I do the runnin' man
Y'all still in second place
I'm smokin' thizzle face
Fat like a sizzle stake
I'm James Ingram with the flows
I got a hundred ways
[Bridge]
Find one hundred ways
(Stop, stop it!)
[Verse 3]
I don't want to wear my collar
I'm a wild dog now
Internet make me sad
So I had to log out (Fuck Twitter)
Pull up, pop out
Industry is sus, too much cop-out
Too much comfy, for real it's too many cops out
Push a boundary before I push someone
Y'all don't even push nothing
Push buttons praying for a combo
Mall grab ass bitches push mongo
So far in the future, in the whip pushin' Mambo 6
(Damn)
[Chorus]
Smokin' dope like the feds smoked the AutoZone
COINTEL everywhere
Why you using Google Home still?
Hey Alexa, [beep]
[beep] (You can't say that)
I'm at the [beep]
Keep the [beep] in my raincoat
(You can't say that)
[Outro]
I don't give a fuck about anything
"So we talked to a man who has been dealing with [C-C-C-CLIPAHOLICS] and their minds for over twenty years. It's so puzzling to most of us to think of taking someone's [SWAG] that's not ours"