Mortimer Lyrics

She says I'm funked up

My funk sucks

So I switched up

Million dollar smile ain't nothing but some good luck

She don't wanna know me

She just wants to throw me

Says her boyfriend is coming

Subliminally

I just got mortimered

But I want more of her

Dissed me to my face and now I'm in a world of hurt

She a college girl

So I gave it a whirl

But there's other cats

That always make it purr

Before I take someone's light

Let me ruin someone's night

Don't mean to be rude

But please get nude

Oh that's your girl right

Didn't mean to steal your flow

Your wardrobe look so low

What's your deal

Only type of money you make is the dil-dough

Back to you chick

See I ain't call you bitch

I can clean you up

On you I'll put this garnish

In that there wasn't effort

Excuse my antic flirt

But if I had one wish

I'll wish I hit it first

You get it

I know you got a man don't sweat it

Everything he has is counterfeit

Come sit right here baby

That's what I call a babysit

Didn't even really mean to stretch out that shit

But that's the real difference

Between him and I

I like math

I got the circumference

And I bet you will love it

It's like the law of motion

Ain't that right Isaac Newton

This unbalanced force be hitting

What else is hitting

Is my stomach

What I had for lunch Is bubbling

I need toot

My ass is boiling

I need a toilet

Give me blumpkin

I just got mortimered

But I want more of her

Dissed me to my face and now I'm in a world of hurt

She a college girl

So I gave it a whirl

But there's other cats

That always make it purr

Now we can party like Jermaine without taking out clothes off

Fuck that

Come in the back of this car

To start making my dick hard

With all that kiss shit

Ya gums becomes the sum of it

To spit or it gon cost a tit

So gimmy your butt so possibly I could cum to it

Uhh

Ya gluteus is maximus

I'll bite it from behind, lockness

Only cause you're wet like Lake Placid

It better not be plastic

I'm hold it like a canteen

I can not deal with all that fake shit

So maybe no maybelline

Or maybe be just a scene

To be seen

By an 18 teen submarine

To dive in the sea with no vaseline

Drag me through a puddle of Mudd

Thinking ima drift and die

But i'll come out clean

You can't spell handsome without me

I'm highly compatible of being egotistical

Im the danger kinda Mystical

Heard ya man is ephemeral

Now that seems epidemical

Hypothetically speaking

My brain is leaking

About six geese a laying

With the ass wide open like anal pain

I just got mortimered

But I want more of her

Dissed me to my face and now I'm in a world of hurt

She a college girl

So I gave it a whirl

But there's other cats

That always make it purr

Would you like me better if I sound like this

Would you like me better if I rapped like this

Would you like me better if I talked like this

Nah fuck that shit

All that staccato

Pizzicato rapping shit

Put em in the back until I'm pissing on my mac

But when the Funk comes back

I'll be grabbing the ADAT with the 8 track

Out my backpack and the sheet stack

Off the bookrack having flashbacks

While I kick back with a throwback

Ima monomaniac in insomniac

No six-pack but in fact

Iv became sidetracked from the skyjack

I'm high class cause I was airborne

What the fuck am I talking about

I just got mortimered