"bozo" lyrics
Billy Marchiafava & Chandler Lyrics
Fuck an intro
Let's get straight to it
Moment of silence
For all my haters going through it
Here's some money for your broke ass
From the Midwest
My money stretch
All the way to Oakland
I used to serve junkies on my moped
Now I make more money than your old man
I think I can
Think I think I can
Fuck your bitch in my old-school Benz
OK let's cut to the chase
I don't got no time to waste
Let the trumpets play
I got no time for a bozo
I'm busy making money like some old folks
Yeah
The bag gonna bounce back like a yo-yo
No. You can't take a photo
And I'm back in this bitch
I said, "I'm back in this bitch."
OK
Where the bag at?
I heard they talking shit
Let 'em have that
Chandler in the house with a bad thing
Treating that whip like a steed
What a damn king
Partial to the bread
Me and Billy having dinner with a dead prez
I heard you still talking shit with your goofy ass
I'll have my girl beat your ass in some checkered vans
Motherfucker, don't temp me
Motherfucker, don't do it
I'll stomp you out like the "Pixar" lamp
Better cut our check
We got a vendetta
Two names on the marquee
Couple trend-setters
OK let's cut to the chase
I don't got no time to waste
Let the trumpets play
Let 'em play
Billy
Billy, let them motherfuckers go
I got no time for a bozo
No time
I'm busy making money like some old folks
Yeah
The bag gonna bounce back like a yo-yo
No. You can't take a photo
And I'm back in this bitch
I said, "I'm back in this bitch."
OK
All right
OK
All right
OK
All right
OK. OK. OK. Oh
Let me talk to 'em
This might be my biggest confession
When it comes to bread
I might have an obsession
Off the Kusher like Ashton
High like Aladdin
Dumb motherfucker
I ain't average
Damn
There goes the horns again
I'm bringing sexy back
No Timberland
I got that gas pack
Smack you in the face like Chris Rock
I fuck your bitch in my motherfucking tube socks
It's Billy motherfucker
I'm a force to be reckoned with
I might sell my whole catalog for the hell of it
I might sell my whole catalog for the Benjamins
I might sell my whole catalog and get rich as shit
Let's get straight to it
Moment of silence
For all my haters going through it
Here's some money for your broke ass
From the Midwest
My money stretch
All the way to Oakland
I used to serve junkies on my moped
Now I make more money than your old man
I think I can
Think I think I can
Fuck your bitch in my old-school Benz
OK let's cut to the chase
I don't got no time to waste
Let the trumpets play
I got no time for a bozo
I'm busy making money like some old folks
Yeah
The bag gonna bounce back like a yo-yo
No. You can't take a photo
And I'm back in this bitch
I said, "I'm back in this bitch."
OK
Where the bag at?
I heard they talking shit
Let 'em have that
Chandler in the house with a bad thing
Treating that whip like a steed
What a damn king
Partial to the bread
Me and Billy having dinner with a dead prez
I heard you still talking shit with your goofy ass
I'll have my girl beat your ass in some checkered vans
Motherfucker, don't temp me
Motherfucker, don't do it
I'll stomp you out like the "Pixar" lamp
Better cut our check
We got a vendetta
Two names on the marquee
Couple trend-setters
OK let's cut to the chase
I don't got no time to waste
Let the trumpets play
Let 'em play
Billy
Billy, let them motherfuckers go
I got no time for a bozo
No time
I'm busy making money like some old folks
Yeah
The bag gonna bounce back like a yo-yo
No. You can't take a photo
And I'm back in this bitch
I said, "I'm back in this bitch."
OK
All right
OK
All right
OK
All right
OK. OK. OK. Oh
Let me talk to 'em
This might be my biggest confession
When it comes to bread
I might have an obsession
Off the Kusher like Ashton
High like Aladdin
Dumb motherfucker
I ain't average
Damn
There goes the horns again
I'm bringing sexy back
No Timberland
I got that gas pack
Smack you in the face like Chris Rock
I fuck your bitch in my motherfucking tube socks
It's Billy motherfucker
I'm a force to be reckoned with
I might sell my whole catalog for the hell of it
I might sell my whole catalog for the Benjamins
I might sell my whole catalog and get rich as shit
