[Intro:] Ricky Shabazz... I hate you I hate you Yeah! Let's Go... [Rap:] If it ain't about boobies, then I ain't part of that Rocksmith wear, Louis belts, and starter caps I be from where spaceships come, where craters are, where Martians at "Screw you guys, I'm going home" I'm Eric Cartman When I'm chillin' in a hoopty Rolling like the finest Address me as your Highness Boy I'm sicker than a sinus When I'm reclinin' Kind of fine with the fact that I'm ridin' peaceful Timeless as time goes by When it's empty I get a refill What's the deal with you? Sorry, what's the deal with me? Shinin' like a silver peace Hot girls wanna chill with D But they only like me for my bill Like they're Hilary I Hit a chick like Giggity 'Till she's killed, like her chivalry Haters threat and groom me please Your something like my bill receipts Over due Sorry dude, I'm up in little Italy Swerbin' up spaghetti With Sicilians that be in to me Cause, I'm so decorated and lit up, Mr.Christmas-Tree And everytime I hit the beat I'm something like a legend, gah Call me Mr.Pryde Address me as the upper echelon And every time I mess a song I wreck with any texter phone I call any instrumental, my PS aresison So, I'm gettin' on So timeless I kill it by the summer While you stupid teeny-boppers Always live your life on Tumblr Sucka Now bring that fat butt back And baby let me put a flag on that... (put a flag on that) Flagship