Oh it's party time (This is how we do it) Straight up comin' from the west side
Fuck all that, haters, just forget about 'em (Woah) Just let 'em talk about it
I've decided all the haters everywhere can suck my dick Un, deux, trois, four Shake that ass, don't care if they talk about it
Fuck all that, haters, just forget about 'em
You, you got your own opinions But baby, I don't even need to hear 'em It used to hurt me, used to bring me down Do your worst, 'cause nothing's gonna stop me now Don't let those losers take your magic, baby, yeah Shake that ass, don't care if they talk about it Fuck all that, haters, just forget about 'em (Woah) Just let 'em talk about it (Woah) Just let 'em talk about it Do your thing, don't care if you make 'em jealous We're the kings, life is just our party palace (Woah) Just let 'em talk about it (Woah) Just let 'em talk, just let 'em talk Do whatever makes you happy And screw everything else if you ask me, hey yeah 'Cause life is short and we only got one shot So let's go balls-out, give it everything we got Don't let those losers take your magic, baby, yeah Shake that ass, don't care if they talk about it Fuck all that, haters, just forget about 'em (Woah) Just let 'em talk about it (Woah) Just let 'em talk about it Do your thing, don't care if you make 'em jealous We're the kings, life is just our party palace (Woah) Just let 'em talk about it (Woah) Just let 'em talk, just let 'em talk Let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk Let them talk, just let 'em talk, just let 'em Let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk Let them talk Boys and girls, everybody talks about you Loves and hates, they don't really know about you I've decided all the haters everywhere can suck my dick Un, deux, trois, four Shake that ass, don't care if they talk about it Fuck all that, haters, just forget about 'em (Woah) Just let 'em talk about it (Woah) Just let 'em talk about it Do your thing, don't care if you make 'em jealous We're the kings, life is just our party palace (Woah) Just let 'em talk about it (Woah) Just let 'em talk, just let 'em talk Let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk Let them talk, just let 'em talk, just let 'em Let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk Let them talk, just let 'em talk, just let 'em Let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk Let them talk, just let 'em talk, just let 'em Let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk about it, let 'em talk Let them talk
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
Those who don't believe me Find your souls and set them free Those who do, believe and love This time will be your key Time and time again I've thanked them For a piece of mind They helped me find myself Amongst the music and the rhyme that enchants you there
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
It’s the calm before the storm right here Wait, how was I gonna start this off? I forgot— oh, yeah That’s an awfully hot coffee pot Should I drop it on Donald Trump? Probably not But that’s all I got ’til I come up with a solid plot Got a plan and now I gotta hatch it Like a damn Apache with a tomahawk Imma walk inside a mosque on Ramadan And say a prayer that every time Melania talks She gets a mou— Ahh, Imma stop But we better give Obama props ‘Cause what we got in office now’s a kamikaze That’ll probably cause a nuclear holocaust And while the drama pops And he waits for shit to quiet down, he’ll just gas his plane up and fly around ’til the bombing stops Intensities heightened, tensions are risin’ Trump, when it comes to giving a shit, you’re stingy as I am Except when it comes to having the balls to go against me, you hide ’em ‘Cause you don’t got the fucking nuts, like an empty asylum Racism’s the only thing he’s fantastic for ‘Cause that’s how he gets his fucking rocks off and he’s orange Yeah, sick tan That’s why he wants us to disband ‘Cause he cannot withstand The fact we’re not afraid of Trump Fuckin walkin’ on egg shells, I came to stomp That’s why he keeps screamin’ ‘Drain the swamp’ ‘Cause he’s in quicksand It’s like we take a step forwards, then backwards But this is his form of distraction Plus, he gets an enormous reaction When he attacks the NFL so we focus on that Instead of talking Puerto Rico or gun reform for Nevada All these horrible tragedies and he’s bored and would rather Cause a Twitter storm with the Packers Then says he wants to lower our taxes Then who’s gonna pay for his extravagant trips Back and forth with his fam to his golf resorts and his mansions? Same shit that he tormented Hillary for and he slandered Then does it more From his endorsement of Bannon Support for the Klansmen Tiki torches in hand for the soldier that’s black And comes home from Iraq And is still told to go back to Africa Fork and a dagger in this racist 94-year-old grandpa Who keeps ignoring our past historical, deplorable factors Now if you’re a black athlete, you’re a spoiled little brat for Tryna use your platform or your stature To try to give those a voice who don’t have one He says, ‘You’re spittin’ in the face of vets who fought for us, you bastards!’ Unless you’re a POW who’s tortured and battered ‘Cause to him you’re zeros ‘Cause he don’t like his war heroes captured That’s not disrespecting the military Fuck that! This is for Colin, ball up a fist! And keep that shit balled like Donald the bitch! ‘He’s gonna get rid of all immigrants!’ ‘He’s gonna build that thang up taller than this!’ Well, if he does build it, I hope it’s rock solid with bricks ‘Cause like him in politics, I’m using all of his tricks ‘Cause I’m throwin’ that piece of shit against the wall ’til it sticks And any fan of mine who’s a supporter of his I’m drawing in the sand a line: you’re either for or against And if you can’t decide who you like more and you’re split On who you should stand beside, I’ll do it for you with this: Fuck you! The rest of America, stand up We love our military, and we love our country But we fucking hate Trump
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.