Me Too - Denace

Patty-cake, patty-cake, baker’s man

Bake her a cake as fast as I can (Aah!)

Give her all the loot, all the loot

Just give her all the loot 'fore you lose

I know you seen this type of thing on the news

You get into a little fight and then you get accused

Now you’re being arrested for sexual abuse

Nobody believes you, they think you broken all the rules

The prosecutor is a little blonde chick with a noose

Who’s already baised so you’re prolly already screwed

If you don’t believe half these brauds with these

Frauds with cheese, trash-bags see through, bro

#metoo, bro

I think she lying, bruh (#metoo)

I think she lying, bruh (#metoo)

I think she lying, bruh (#metoo)

I think she lying, bruh (#metoo)

(No, I’m not) Yes, you are

(No, I’m not) Yes, you are

(No, I’m not)

Shut up, whore, why’d you come up for?

(To talk?)

For a drink and a talk in a pink dress?

With your tits out so I blink less?

What’chu think, I’m dumb, girl?

I’m sure you thought I was dumb but

Lemme break the news to ya, cunt

You came here on your own accord

I saw you drive up in your own Accord

You parked right next to my enormous Porsche

I think she lying, bruh (#metoo)

I think she lying, bruh (#metoo)

I think she lying, bruh (#metoo)

I think she lying, bruh (#metoo)

(No, I’m not, no, I’m not)

Uh, yes, you are

(No, I’m not, no, I’m not)

Mmm, yeah, you are

(No, I’m not, no, I’m not)

Okay, then come inside

You know that I know you’re only here for a reason, slutty

And last that I checked, you’re only messing with people with money

You’re only talking to me 'cause I got something you need

And you got something I want, this shit ain’t given for free

It’s not even cuffing season

You’re fucking bluffing enough, I see it

And I’m allergic to your bullshit, hoe (Choo!)

I’m fucking sneezing, what’chu think

I thought you were looking for love this weekend?

That’s a bit of a reach, I don’t think you came to cuddle even

Your Tinder might as well have said your hobby’s guzzling semen

Don’t you have a husband, Ethan?

Or maybe his name was lovely Steven?

I seen your IG posts, you fuckin' demon

Go huff on Ether, you’re such a diva

I think she lying, bruh (#metoo)

I think she lying, bruh (#metoo)

I think she lying, bruh (#metoo)

I think she lying, bruh (#metoo)

I think she lying, bruh (#metoo)

I think she lying, bruh (#metoo)

I think she lying, bruh (#metoo)

I think she lying, bruh (#metoo)

(No, I’m not) Yes, you are

(No, I’m not) Yes, you are

(No, I’m not) Yes, you are

(No, I’m not) Yes, you are

(No, I’m not) Yes, you are

No, you’re not (Yes, I am)

Oh my God!

I meant, no, I’m not!

(Yes, you are)

No women were harmed in making of this production

Only bitches

#fuckyou