π½ππππΏ 2049 by toasty digital Lyrics
[Intro: Will Ferrell]
We're gonna skate to one song, and one song only
[Verse 1: Drake & Brenda Lee]
She's in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy, slept through the flight, ayy
Knocked for the night, ayy
767, man, this shit got double bedroom, man, I
Uh-huh, honey
[Verse 2: Pusha T & Brenda Lee]
Valentino summers and wave runners
Chains on my niggas like slave runners
Drug dealers anonymous
How many Madonnas can that Mazda fit?
My brick talk is more than obvious, it's ominous
Garages, the phantom, ghouls, ghosts, and goblins
Blonde mohawk the collection, I'm Dennis Rodman
The money count is the only moment of silence
'Cause hush money balances all this drugs and violence
Hat trick under my mattress
Date I stop still has an asterisk after it
After all I can make a call, I can baptize a brick
As I wash away my sins like a Catholic
Who the fuck ain't mastered this
America's nightmare's in Flint
Children of a lesser God when your melaninβs got a tint (Uh-huh, honey)
And I canβt even mention what I sent or what I spent
'Cause my name in 18 wheelers is evidence
I put my boos in those cruise collections
Life's a bitch
A to Z on her shoe collection, take your pick
Paid in full like '86, Gs on my body
The new Gucci has less monograms, God's got him
[Verse 3: Kanye West & Brenda Lee]
Welcome to the good life
Where we like the girls who ain't on TV
'Cause they got more (Ass than the models)
The good life, so keep it coming with the bottles
Till she feel boozed like she bombed out Apollo
The good life, where we like the girls who ain't on TV
'Cause they got more
(Uh-huh, honey)
[Chorus: Charlie Wilson]
I know you're tired of lovin', of lovin'
With nobody to love, nobody, nobody
So just grab somebody, no leavin' this party
With nobody to love, nobody, nobody
[Outro: Will Ferrell & Jon Heder]
...it's provocative
No, it's not, it's gross
Gets the people going
We're gonna skate to one song, and one song only
[Verse 1: Drake & Brenda Lee]
She's in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
I did half a Xan, 13 hours 'til I land
Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy, yeah
Like a light, ayy, slept through the flight, ayy
Knocked for the night, ayy
767, man, this shit got double bedroom, man, I
Uh-huh, honey
[Verse 2: Pusha T & Brenda Lee]
Valentino summers and wave runners
Chains on my niggas like slave runners
Drug dealers anonymous
How many Madonnas can that Mazda fit?
My brick talk is more than obvious, it's ominous
Garages, the phantom, ghouls, ghosts, and goblins
Blonde mohawk the collection, I'm Dennis Rodman
The money count is the only moment of silence
'Cause hush money balances all this drugs and violence
Hat trick under my mattress
Date I stop still has an asterisk after it
After all I can make a call, I can baptize a brick
As I wash away my sins like a Catholic
Who the fuck ain't mastered this
America's nightmare's in Flint
Children of a lesser God when your melaninβs got a tint (Uh-huh, honey)
And I canβt even mention what I sent or what I spent
'Cause my name in 18 wheelers is evidence
I put my boos in those cruise collections
Life's a bitch
A to Z on her shoe collection, take your pick
Paid in full like '86, Gs on my body
The new Gucci has less monograms, God's got him
[Verse 3: Kanye West & Brenda Lee]
Welcome to the good life
Where we like the girls who ain't on TV
'Cause they got more (Ass than the models)
The good life, so keep it coming with the bottles
Till she feel boozed like she bombed out Apollo
The good life, where we like the girls who ain't on TV
'Cause they got more
(Uh-huh, honey)
[Chorus: Charlie Wilson]
I know you're tired of lovin', of lovin'
With nobody to love, nobody, nobody
So just grab somebody, no leavin' this party
With nobody to love, nobody, nobody
[Outro: Will Ferrell & Jon Heder]
...it's provocative
No, it's not, it's gross
Gets the people going