Blurred Bynes (feat. Detox & Vicky Vox)
Amanda Bynes is fucked up!
She sure is.#SAVEBYNESShe sure is.
Okay.
In 5, 6, 7.(Boop, Boop, Boop)7, 8.(Boop, Boop, Boop)Not hey hey heyI don't wanna get sued.
Now-ooowooooaw!
Remember that girl from that show All That?
She's in her own world.
Fifty-one-fifty: fact!
Her tweeker tweets are great (Boop, Boop, Boop)She must be snorting lines. (I'll be back) (Boop, Boop, Boop)I wanna be Amanda Bynes (Boop, Boop, Boop) (That's fucked up)Source: LYBIO.
netOK she smoked some weed; you know you can't malign her.
So high she tweets to Drake to murder her vagina. (Oh I get it)But he ignored the Chica, (Boop, Boop, Boop) so she just smoked more reefer. (Boop, Boop, Boop)Acid laced rolling papers. (Yolo)(That's right)Hey, hey, heyThat's why we gonna take a seat girl (Sit down)We right behind you, you just do you boo, fire can gonna stop you.
Got your back, girl.
What I like about you is when you huff glue.
Talkin' shit when you vine, too.
We love you Blurred Bynes.
New tits real sexy, wig extra messy, looking real, real sketchyFuck you's a mess girlBitch when you O.
D., you're gonna O.
D., gonna steal your codine.
Whitney, Britney, Lohan, Charlie Sheen and Russell Brand all agree that she's the man... wait hold up she was in She's the Man.(Say what!)Bitch didn't care less. (Boop, Boop, Boop) Bath salts for breakfast. (Boop, Boop, Boop) What rhymes with breakfast... (Boop, Boop) aaahaaahaaaa I don't know (That's fucked up) So what she smoked some weed she need a High Times columnCracked out so extra meth, looks like a platinum gollum (uh uh)Bitch you don't need a doctor (uh uh)Just pass me them poppers, ain't nothing gonna stop us.
And that's we gonna take a seat girl(Sit the fuck down) We right behind you, you just do you boo, fire can gonna stop you.
Got your back, girl.
What I like about you.
Is when you huff glue.
Talking shit when you Vine too... We love you Blurred Bynes.
New tits real sexy, wig extra messy, looking real, real sketchyBut you a mess girlBitch when you O.
D., you're gonna O.
D., gonna steal your codine.
Oh shit here I come.
Hold up she needs a snack, Making ducky faces in the mirror, quack quack, From percocet to meth and back, Easy A, Special K, but crack is whack.
Pierce your cheeks, shave your head then mug and pout, don't know what's all the fuckin' fuss about.
Padded rooms while you scream and shout.
Kick a guard in the nuts then you bust on out, bitch.
Smoke this pipe.
Get dick. (Uh huh) Then nap. (Bye Felicia)So I told's the TGirl please tweet me saying I'm uglySay I'm ugly.(You don't look that bad)I think your comeback gig will be on "Intervention"Cause you smoked your SAG/AFTRA pensionCoke nose shot-muggin' (Boop, Boop, Boop)Smoked a Glade Plug-In. (Boop, Boop, Boop)(You can do that?)Better get them drugs in. (Boop, Boop, Boop)That's why we gonna take a seat girl.
We right behind you, you just do you boo, fire can gonna stop you. (We love you...)Got your back, girl.
What I like about you. (Alright) Is when you huff glue.
Talking shit when you Vine too.
We love you Blurred Bynes.
New tits real sexy, wig extra messy, looking real, real sketchyBut you a mess girl. (Mess girl)Bitch when you O.
D., you're gonna O.
D., go ahead Amanda BynesFuck Amanda Bynes!
Who gives a shit about Amanda Bynes?!(I'm sorry, I'm sorry)(Are we even recording this?)(I sure hope not)(We love you girl yeah yeah)(I'm done, we're going home)(We gonna eat)(I think she's dead)Lets go.
She sure is.#SAVEBYNESShe sure is.
Okay.
In 5, 6, 7.(Boop, Boop, Boop)7, 8.(Boop, Boop, Boop)Not hey hey heyI don't wanna get sued.
Now-ooowooooaw!
Remember that girl from that show All That?
She's in her own world.
Fifty-one-fifty: fact!
Her tweeker tweets are great (Boop, Boop, Boop)She must be snorting lines. (I'll be back) (Boop, Boop, Boop)I wanna be Amanda Bynes (Boop, Boop, Boop) (That's fucked up)Source: LYBIO.
netOK she smoked some weed; you know you can't malign her.
So high she tweets to Drake to murder her vagina. (Oh I get it)But he ignored the Chica, (Boop, Boop, Boop) so she just smoked more reefer. (Boop, Boop, Boop)Acid laced rolling papers. (Yolo)(That's right)Hey, hey, heyThat's why we gonna take a seat girl (Sit down)We right behind you, you just do you boo, fire can gonna stop you.
Got your back, girl.
What I like about you is when you huff glue.
Talkin' shit when you vine, too.
We love you Blurred Bynes.
New tits real sexy, wig extra messy, looking real, real sketchyFuck you's a mess girlBitch when you O.
D., you're gonna O.
D., gonna steal your codine.
Whitney, Britney, Lohan, Charlie Sheen and Russell Brand all agree that she's the man... wait hold up she was in She's the Man.(Say what!)Bitch didn't care less. (Boop, Boop, Boop) Bath salts for breakfast. (Boop, Boop, Boop) What rhymes with breakfast... (Boop, Boop) aaahaaahaaaa I don't know (That's fucked up) So what she smoked some weed she need a High Times columnCracked out so extra meth, looks like a platinum gollum (uh uh)Bitch you don't need a doctor (uh uh)Just pass me them poppers, ain't nothing gonna stop us.
And that's we gonna take a seat girl(Sit the fuck down) We right behind you, you just do you boo, fire can gonna stop you.
Got your back, girl.
What I like about you.
Is when you huff glue.
Talking shit when you Vine too... We love you Blurred Bynes.
New tits real sexy, wig extra messy, looking real, real sketchyBut you a mess girlBitch when you O.
D., you're gonna O.
D., gonna steal your codine.
Oh shit here I come.
Hold up she needs a snack, Making ducky faces in the mirror, quack quack, From percocet to meth and back, Easy A, Special K, but crack is whack.
Pierce your cheeks, shave your head then mug and pout, don't know what's all the fuckin' fuss about.
Padded rooms while you scream and shout.
Kick a guard in the nuts then you bust on out, bitch.
Smoke this pipe.
Get dick. (Uh huh) Then nap. (Bye Felicia)So I told's the TGirl please tweet me saying I'm uglySay I'm ugly.(You don't look that bad)I think your comeback gig will be on "Intervention"Cause you smoked your SAG/AFTRA pensionCoke nose shot-muggin' (Boop, Boop, Boop)Smoked a Glade Plug-In. (Boop, Boop, Boop)(You can do that?)Better get them drugs in. (Boop, Boop, Boop)That's why we gonna take a seat girl.
We right behind you, you just do you boo, fire can gonna stop you. (We love you...)Got your back, girl.
What I like about you. (Alright) Is when you huff glue.
Talking shit when you Vine too.
We love you Blurred Bynes.
New tits real sexy, wig extra messy, looking real, real sketchyBut you a mess girl. (Mess girl)Bitch when you O.
D., you're gonna O.
D., go ahead Amanda BynesFuck Amanda Bynes!
Who gives a shit about Amanda Bynes?!(I'm sorry, I'm sorry)(Are we even recording this?)(I sure hope not)(We love you girl yeah yeah)(I'm done, we're going home)(We gonna eat)(I think she's dead)Lets go.
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Writer(s): Robin Thicke, Pharrell Williams, Clifford Harris
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