Bring the cancer

When you hear this in the club
You’re gonna free [bad word] up
You’re gonna puke up your guts
Because this song really sucks
When I’m outside the club
I’m flashin’ my muff
I’m flashin’ my muff
Makin’ cameras blow up

She’s the X-Factor judge
Whose always [bad word] up!
She always also looks [bad word] 
Hey Lance, Simon shut up 

When I’m driving through the club
I’m doing hit [bad word] 
While I’m holding my son 

Driving [bad word] is fun – AHHH!

I like to mix lyrics that are total [bad word] 
With dance beats that are generic
And then make futuristic videos
That are tremendously boring and dull
I am a total douche that is better than you
That’s why I have this dumb hair-do
And why I use way too much AUTO-TUNE

You are now rockin’ with a douchebag and a crazy [bad word] 

Product placement. 

BRING THE CANCER 

I’m a frog
This song was written by my dog
Why the [bad word] do I dance like this?
I look like a [bad word] up puppet!
You dance like a white dude.

Eh yo!

My lyrics are so meaningless.
My music is so horrendous. (SOMEBODY KILL ME)
It makes Soulja Boy seem legit 

 [bad word] #33;

Eh yo!
Technology gets me so hot.
I just had  with this robot. 

IT WAS ROBOT RAPE I SAID STOP STOP STOP!

Eh yo!

Everybody can suck my [bad word] 
I am more important than god
And everybody should know that:
I’m a DoucheBag!

When I’m on lots of [bad word] 
I like to sound with tish.
That’s why I’m talking like this. 

You’re not British [bad word] 

I’m totally nuts.
That’s why I married K-FED
I did a ton of Meth.
And then I shaved my head. 

I am the worst musician of this decade
My source will give your [bad word] AIDS.
I hit my head real hard when I was eight/here.
That’s why I dress like I’m from outer space. 

The random [bad word] I say:
Is this the world
Boom boom pow
And Mazel tov

Somebody needs to make this garbage stop
You are now-now rockin’ with a douchebag and a crazy [bad word]