Ugh, ugh, yeah

Oh oh Oh Nate eats ho-hos
My gadget's a go-go like yo-yos
My white boy rap flow
get down like slow bro
You never know know
attack directly, yu-gi-oh
And like yu-gi-oh I ain't holdin back
Got more Fridays than Rebecca Black
And this jueves ain't takin no babie
Well maybe, I got fills
Flowing through my gills
Like diet pills and ninja skills
And maybe some oil spills?
Like Jerry on twitter I always deliver
The gay, like a three-way with Ricky Bobby
Shomer fucking Shabas
Aye-karaba you filthy mamas

Stick my jermey lincoln in your shit
Or maybe that's your clit?
I don't know, somebody help me with this
Is this my cum or is this my piss
After a liter of moutain dew
What's the difference?
I'm rolling with a different crew
You must admit this
I'm awesome like a possum on stilts
I get off on this like Oetzel on kilts
I'm fucking your mom and then I'm fucking your dad
That I must resort to fucking is rather sad
When the economy is like this I must insist
That you pay me extra to fuck your pharmacist
Cause I'm liking those glasses
I'm up in their asses
Like a scuba diver for shit
But I still don't know, maybe that's the clit?