Lyrics:

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
Oh oh, no, oh no, oh no, oh I know
(x2) 

I run shit in this house 
Like Im was now or never
With no effort 
I bet you I could change my name to Klaus 
Or something mildly flemish 
Pick up a Saudi chemist 
From an Orange County dentist 
Ouch
Im whistling, trading and eating 
New poetry readings at AA meetings 
I text you pictures of my keister or cervix
Or dead bodies from a Middle-Eastern skirmish 
Damn, Im oh so snooty
A bro gropes boobies,
Has sex with Snow White 
At the gym, on pedal bikes 
Replenishing electrolytes 
Youre honored 
I dipped my junk in the fondue 
Told boring stories, showed my blonde pubes 
Im from the church of Satans archdiocese
So I fart fire pits heart giant tits 

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know 
Oh oh, no, oh no, oh no, oh I know 

Im a prick 
On the (&) dialogue 
And my days minutiae gets micro-blogged
Ew
Plus I smell like Fido the dog
In gray Pumas 
I look like Sideshow Bob 
I urinate in what the cod-fish swims in 
Who was to think, Im Gods gift to women?
Flirting with about 30 asian chicks with herniated disks 
Eating turkey bacon bits 

Nigga. 
Oh hey boo, how you be? 
Oh, oh. I saw you at the Cannes Film Festival. 
No that wasnt me. You didnt see me down there, uh-uh baby. 
Oh, yes. 
You talkin bout Cannes? You a con. 
Tell me about it. 
I saw you gettin jiggy at Sundance with no pants on. 
In Holland? 
Mhmm. 
Hmm, do tell. I bought those shoes also, for 30 euros, at the Champs-Élysées. 
Nigga, please. These shoes? This cummerbund? Oh step, hon. Oh and by the way, the paté? 
The paté was fabulous. 
Goose liver, nigga! 
Yes. 
Get em 
Oh, I know, you want my RB hook 
Oh, I know, your brains are partially cooked 
When this breaks this pillow under the gourmet kibble
Your solar plexus be in this trouble hence the dribble
It's what's beats for
Oh, there it is 
My friendship like a health plan 
I take all the multi-tiered color telegram
Then the movie trailer leaked 
I hope they get plumbers putty
My script writing takes 3 Welsh understudies 
I enjoy the convos of the water buffalo 
Hoes stop and hold Im rock sold through the double Os 
Yall niggas do think Im a hot date 
With a prop 8 slashed out on my ballot box 
Salad tossed into a chocolate cake cause Im so cute 
The hoes they look at me and their water break 
And babies pop out with one gold tooth 

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know 
Oh oh no, oh no, oh no, oh I know 
(x2)

I never never repeat it over and over and over again 
Im one of your pretentious friends, pretentious friends, pretentious friends 
(x2)