Saitama!
Big feet where i land
Make the ground shake you can call me Saitama
One punch to the neck
Make you spit blood, spit far like a lama
Dollorama
You a cheap boy, you a bitch boy
Why you keep on crying uh, where yo mama uh
8 pounds through the mail, that's a fat whale on my scale alright
Bet that big bag
Will be mine, payback
Backpack full of body parts
Bitch that's a raygun, mars attacks!
6-pack full of purple slime
I'ma knock me out when i wanna be calm
Prozac, stressed out
Stuck in a cold black space
Dark as a kodak stock
MnM's neck and the wrist like crystal ball
I predict she gonn' suck on my balls
Wait a minute motorola been ringing i'm on a move
I bring a bag, make a bag too, bring it back
Two bitches still waiting on my bed like woah
I left two weeks ago ain't you even have a spot?
That's fine i'm a better man now
Fun and elegant
Listen Marianne
I'm your peter pan!
Big feet where i land
Make the ground shake you can call me Saitama
One punch to the neck
Make you spit blood, spit far like a lama
Dollorama
You a cheap boy, you a bitch boy
Why you keep on crying uh, where yo mama uh
8 pounds through the mail, that's a fat whale on my scale alright
Make the ground shake you can call me Saitama
One punch to the neck
Make you spit blood, spit far like a lama
Dollorama
You a cheap boy, you a bitch boy
Why you keep on crying uh, where yo mama uh
8 pounds through the mail, that's a fat whale on my scale alright
Bet that big bag
Will be mine, payback
Backpack full of body parts
Bitch that's a raygun, mars attacks!
6-pack full of purple slime
I'ma knock me out when i wanna be calm
Prozac, stressed out
Stuck in a cold black space
Dark as a kodak stock
MnM's neck and the wrist like crystal ball
I predict she gonn' suck on my balls
Wait a minute motorola been ringing i'm on a move
I bring a bag, make a bag too, bring it back
Two bitches still waiting on my bed like woah
I left two weeks ago ain't you even have a spot?
That's fine i'm a better man now
Fun and elegant
Listen Marianne
I'm your peter pan!
Big feet where i land
Make the ground shake you can call me Saitama
One punch to the neck
Make you spit blood, spit far like a lama
Dollorama
You a cheap boy, you a bitch boy
Why you keep on crying uh, where yo mama uh
8 pounds through the mail, that's a fat whale on my scale alright
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Writer(s): Tristan Lafleur-sabourin
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