Studio Session Freestyle lyrics - Lil Dicky

 (from "Dave" soundtrack)


Allow me to tell y'all what I'm 'bout

Like a dinner you got reservations but I'm 'bout to eat up all the doubt

Hey come on, I'm a flower let me sprout

Looking like I'm straight out of Comic-Con, scrawny don

Hungry Ramadan, my momma wrong

She don't think I got a job but I'm a make great cheese like Parmesan

I'm hardly on, but the rent paid cause you know that pussy flow good I menstruate

If we got off on the wrong foot like Bengay it's because I'm higher than a bitch, men's pay

Rappers thinking that they hot, blow your nose motherfuckers it's snot

I ain't never fought a man in my life

I have only slept with 4 different girls

Still you can get it though, get every crevice though

I'll come on some chicken like fresh mozzarella

Hella good ebonics, I think like a comic, my females got bombs on they body like they were Jihadists

And my libido is scary like Magic Johnson near mosquitos, hmm

I'm tactical, I'm back and forth, from acting dull to rapping for you, attracting lore in the faction, forming the tracks record it it's about to put me on the racks like a fashion store

I just want a girl let me hit it on a work day, I don't think my dick has grown at all since the first grade

Imma get the cake with my gifts like a birthday

Separate it with my lines like two lanes

I don't want a Grammy bro, I've got two and their fairly old

Stay with more bars than a graph I'm on top of the class, hop in the bath with a bad little lady with ass

I'm making her laugh, the neck like a baby giraffe

Shaking it fast, making it last, haters are mad saying I'm bad

It's like an eighth grader training a class, it's crazy and blasphemous

I'm about to break 'em in half, I'm making my path

I'm waiting on my break like a cast

Somebody get ya boy a gig he got drive and flash, like a flashdrive

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