Julia Stiles, I got Julia Stiles, I got Hello matey it's me, the so shapely overweighty fat **** I'm ice-cream cone crazy Oreo tasting, my father don't praise me With a beach ball gut like I carry my own baby Skin so flakey like a painting in the Louvre (true) Socially awkward, I'm strange and I'm aloof They made me in a petrie dish, raised me in a tube Now I'm driving round the city with a lady in my boot (let me out) Innately I'm frustrating, just a vacant kinda dude Go walking like I'm Walter, wake up naked in a fugue Too many buegs and I'm slower than the YouTube sloth Want to **** with me? You do not I'm fat, you should see me with my muumuu off Now rappers want to kiss me where my do-do was See I smuggled in some googs in my Fubu socks Catch me going ******* mental in a Bluejuice mosh Julia Stiles, I got Julia Stiles, I got Julia Stiles, I got (So I can go on?) It's the fat **** boy with the flabby gut Breathing down the phone, you're like go away, I'm hanging up But can he bust quicker than a junkie with his bally up Been days since smacking up, don't even get me angry, punk See I'm frustrating myself to be around me I'm like a twelvie towny, a real freaking downy Found me in your driveway, just tryna key your Audi Wake up crying in a sweat from a dream of Bieber drowning Astoundingly disgusting, there's really nothing there In my brain, so deranged, I feel pain punching air Cause I can't mow the lawn and the neighbours love to stare And my dad's like, "yeah, you gotta grow a ******* pair" And my life is Solitaire but I'm too dumb for cards Too hyper for Monopoly, I'm too drunk for bars More obese than Toadie, got a humongous arse Tryna **** all the time like I'm Susan and Karl I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind I hate you so much it makes me sick, it even makes me rhyme I hate it, I hate the way you're always right, I hate it when you lie I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you, not even close Not even a little bit, not even at all
[00:03.35]Julia Stiles, I got [00:11.66]Julia Stiles, I got [00:22.53]Hello matey it's me, the so shapely overweighty fat **** [00:26.16]I'm ice-cream cone crazy [00:28.16]Oreo tasting, my father don't praise me [00:30.61]With a beach ball gut like I carry my own baby [00:33.60]Skin so flakey like a painting in the Louvre (true) [00:36.31]Socially awkward, I'm strange and I'm aloof [00:39.06]They made me in a petrie dish, raised me in a tube [00:41.55]Now I'm driving round the city with a lady in my boot (let me out) [00:44.56]Innately I'm frustrating, just a vacant kinda dude [00:47.18]Go walking like I'm Walter, wake up naked in a fugue [00:49.93]Too many buegs and I'm slower than the YouTube sloth [00:53.17]Want to **** with me? You do not [00:55.36]I'm fat, you should see me with my muumuu off [00:58.10]Now rappers want to kiss me where my do-do was [01:00.91]See I smuggled in some googs in my Fubu socks [01:03.71]Catch me going ******* mental in a Bluejuice mosh [01:07.64]Julia Stiles, I got [01:12.99]Julia Stiles, I got [01:18.71]Julia Stiles, I got [01:26.46](So I can go on?) [01:29.60]It's the fat **** boy with the flabby gut [01:32.30]Breathing down the phone, you're like go away, I'm hanging up [01:34.96]But can he bust quicker than a junkie with his bally up [01:37.59]Been days since smacking up, don't even get me angry, punk [01:40.64]See I'm frustrating myself to be around me [01:43.02]I'm like a twelvie towny, a real freaking downy [01:45.94]Found me in your driveway, just tryna key your Audi [01:48.81]Wake up crying in a sweat from a dream of Bieber drowning [01:51.28]Astoundingly disgusting, there's really nothing there [01:54.22]In my brain, so deranged, I feel pain punching air [01:56.72]Cause I can't mow the lawn and the neighbours love to stare [01:59.53]And my dad's like, "yeah, you gotta grow a ******* pair" [02:02.43]And my life is Solitaire but I'm too dumb for cards [02:05.17]Too hyper for Monopoly, I'm too drunk for bars [02:08.04]More obese than Toadie, got a humongous arse [02:10.72]Tryna **** all the time like I'm Susan and Karl [02:15.01]I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair [02:18.35]I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare [02:21.91]I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind [02:26.02]I hate you so much it makes me sick, it even makes me rhyme [02:30.20]I hate it, I hate the way you're always right, I hate it when you lie [02:35.20]I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry [02:40.11]I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call [02:44.00]But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you, not even close [02:47.82]Not even a little bit, not even at all
