KANYE I got on silver pants I’m in a Spaceship I’m not a Sissy, but I’m feelin’ kinda space sick I’m the greatest, unafraidest, I got braces, I’m about to throw uuuuuup cus I ate at Space Pizza Hut Had to move to outer space the only place my head can fit Gonna find a borg chick and go to space bed with it Knocked up a Neptunian created a new race Dated a Plutonian, but only got to 5th base
KATY Kanye why are you here? I don’t like this version You’re not on the album
KANYE Katy uh let me be clear uh Every single pop hit Needs a rapper on it
KATY This song’s about Russell B. It’s got nothing to do with Doin’ it with blue chicks.
RUSSEL BRAND Katy it’s okay with me I’m actually quite enjoying this
KATY I tried to write a smart song With deep symbolism They’ve got me made up Like a space slut who dances for Jabba the Hutt
CHORUS Sell me s s sell me Bury all my talent With robotic sounds and Auto t t tuning Package me to death And don’t forget my chest More, product placemiiient We’ve got to pay the rent Mix Wall-E with T and A Now, here’s more from Kanyeee ay
KANYE Come take a ride on my rocket Give you a grand tour of my cockpit Why does it burn every time I go space pee I musta caught a case of E.T.V.D. Them green whores gave me iridescent sores Why did I boldly go where so many had gone before? Too many seventeensomes with romulans Next time I’ll have to pack a stack of plasma condioms
KATY Pop life is no longer fun I’m flyin’ to the sun
RUSSEL But who will raise the benjamins I can’t afford this mansionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
