Ninjas In Paris Lyrics - Watsky

i'm drivin' to the 'burbs and before i am comin' back 

im pullin' in your diveway and im rollin front to back 

im shiftin' forward then reverse my car a bunch 

as if my subaru's a weiner 

gettin' sexy with your cul de sac 

lolol im from the Avenues 

a rappin labradoodle half a watsman 

half a jew 

if yous' a saturday cartoon ill smack ya black and blue 

im actin' ratchet with Daffy Duck 

and snackin on rabbit stew 

Yabba-Dabba-Do! 

i gotta lick my lips 

smoke a bowl with Yogi Bear, im stickin' up your 

pick-I-nicks 

all of this is in my head my 'magination's colorful 

crayons on th brain ill scribble silly shit all on my skull 

holy-cow! 

i dont think they're gonna hold me down 

i recommend you listen to the record and then beat it with the Dolby sound 

and im sippin' on the coldest rounds 

with the preppie's and their "goldie-locks" 

but i bet a bunch a' hundreds everybody's gonna scatter in a minute when the police knocks 

like sorry "occifer" 

they're getting sloshed occured 

barasta's broken and they made us all smoke lots of herb 

im sorry honest abe, po-po dont take me way-way 

'cause if you ever try to lock me up im pleadin' cra-cra 

and then they'll all say mayday, 

mayday oh what did we do? 

he be creepy, givin' me the heebie-jebbies 

he be Hebrew 

he be robo people, people, please untie me he's behind me 

what's fifty-grand to a muthafucka like me could you please remind me? 

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