Phar-rell in-tro

First off start with an 808 drum

Pounding their brains into submission

Paying for a live drummer is dumb

Now you've received 808-101

Remember to come off rebellious and damaged

But not so much that you cannot be packaged

I like to add a dumb saxophone riff

And repeat it like a gif

I could be your boyfriend and whisper over this

Auto-tune is your best friend

It's been my jam since 2010

Now you can be the next pop king

Without ever learning to sing

Made for simpletons

Written by robots

Soundtracks to ass shots

Now add some country

Very appealing to club kids and rednecks

Write about breakups, always play the victim

Sing about boys, take selfies with your kittens

Tell all your fans that you love 'em a bunch

Send them christmas presents and take 'em to lunch

If you're like bey, you'll always raise the bar

Like when i sing about having sex in a car

Try using poetry and clever metaphors

Just like when i called a dick a surfboard (surfboard}

Make sure you have something to say

Even if it's stolen from marvin gaye

Everything is programmed and so are you

My behind is on your mind so what can you do, boo?

This fatty's sending happy signals to your fun receptors

This jam will eat your brain like it was hannibal lecter

At strip clubs and malls

Soon you'll crave shit songs

That's stockholm syndrome

Hey, hey, hey! this is the part where i do that 'cause, you know, that's just me trying to come off as your sweet, hip, cool friend/older sister

Yeah, well i know all the slang words, playa

Word! and now i'm going to do a duet with my cat 'cause i love me some cats, just like y'all do

Yeah, well i'm going to dress up like a cat. that's how much i love cats

I'm wearing cats

I ate a cat

Wait, something feels wrong

We're good musicians

Let's just jam unplugged

No more ass drop songs

Did you like these lyrics?