He's got a dirty mind, he's full of milky rays He's tryna shoot his space-gun at uranus Unreliable, he's messy got bad eating habits He's so fucked up-up-up-up Taylor imma' let you finish
After I destroy another fairly decent song With rhymes about how rich I am so you can sing-along Wait hang on Kanye, ain't this song about an Alien? My raps don't make sense mother-fucker, I'm just having fun!
We found an Alien friend He would show us magic Thought he was fantastic
Till our Alien friend Raided mum and dads drawer He found some viagra
He would sex anything He would sex a bread-loaf He would sex a Ear lobe
It's so heartbreaking He's a sex abuser Futuristic loser
He needs some help, got serious problems He used to be nice Now he thinks with his dick, but does he even have one
Pervy, per-per-pervy I wanna be your best friend But you're such a bell-end
Creepy-cr-cr-creepy You never come out drinking You're too busy wanking
Perverted Alien He likes boys but he's not gay-lian He's superflexible But he doesn't have any genitals
I know a bar out in mars Where they driving spaceships instead of cars Kanye what you smoking, your lyrics don't make sense Yeah and i just read your twitter man, those tweets are quite intense When will this end, Alien friend? Tell me what's next? Can-ye-av-a-west? He's a sex addict Addicted till he's had it Sees a boob he grabs it Sees a boob he grabs it Sees a boob, that's three boobs, One more boob he grabs it... (WHAT?! IT WAS HIM!!)
Pervy, per-per-pervy I wanna be your best friend But you're such a bell-end
Creepy-cr-cr-creepy You never come out drinking You're too busy wanking
Perverted Alien He's not winner, he's way more fail-ian He doesn't get sex-at-all 'Cause he doesn't have any genitals
They callin him an alien, a big pervert alien It's cause he's an alien, a big pervert alienTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
