Wonky

Feeling really wonky
By the bass in my interior
Bet I got my focus
On the shape of her posterior
Caught up in a dream
About that booty crack
Gotta baddie loves it
When the pelvis hits that ass
Smack
Smack
Throw me back that booty
Call her cutie in those summer jeans
If a weasel try to take her
See me throwing butter beans
Intergalactic universal frequencies
Anaphylactic bitch I am your remedy
Interscholastic brains
Putting shame to all the simpletons
Never demanded fame
Just a pathway to the outer rims
Haters should be wary
Diabolical carcinogens
You will only believe it
When you feel it from within
Baby you're a baddie
Call me daddy
Roll a fatty to
We can lay in bed all day
With lucky charms and looney tunes
Feed me all your fantasies
See if we can make them true
As long as you don't like to
Lick feet or eat poop
Little did you know
That she's a nasty freak
I won't say I'm disappointed
Let that freak unleash
Grind it to the rhythm of the beat
Rip the sheets
She has the most beautiful flower
That I've seen from underneath
Got me
Wonky
Wonky
Wonky
Girl she know she's bad
Yeah
That girl she knows she's bad
That girl she knows she's bad
Yeah
You know she knows she's bad
Girl she knows she's bad
Yeah
That girl she knows she's bad
That girl she knows she's bad
Yeah
You know she knows she's bad
I'm a lunatic give her a lunar lick
She be jumping all around using that pogo stick
Make it bounce bounce like a bounce house
Throw a roundhouse to a loud mouth
Love it when she ride it down south
Baby you're elusive I'm exclusive
They ain't true shit they're intrusive
Just illusive hear that music I'm producing
Living in a multiverse
Born inside a nebula
See you on a different planet
I'm sure I'll remember you
Now I'm feeling toxic
Why am I feeling toxic
I don't know I'm toxic
Maybe I am toxic
Why am I feeling toxic
Maybe I am toxic
Maybe I am toxic
Maybe I am WONKY
Run run like a dumb dumb
Throw your fun funds
On someone you love once
You'll be gone gone
When you're done done
In a day or two
Running off to Vegas
I hope Elvis marries you
Don't go calling me later when you miss me
Ya you wanna kiss me
Don't you fucking dis me
Gotta bad mamma jamma in some new pajamas
Tell that loser scram or you'll be locked up
In the slammer with a spanner
Girl she know she's bad
Yeah
That girl she knows she's bad
That girl she knows she's bad
Yeah
You know she knows she's bad
Girl she knows she's bad
Yeah
That girl she knows she's bad
That girl she knows she's bad
Yeah
You know she knows she's bad