My Hit Song

I wanna say thank you for giving me this time
I'm gonna brag about my money in the form of rhyme
I'm a pompous jerk, but you don't mind
Because I must be cool if I'm label-signed
I'm gonna list off my foreign cars
Flash the gold on my neck and twerk in bars
Oh here's my favorite alcohol
Cause I love gettin paid for product placement yawl

I'll repeat every line and and it's auto-tuned so wrong its right
Stupid and sexy, just the way you like
Cause if there's a beat, I know you'll buy
I'm blabbing you're clappin, substance is gone
And fully entrapped it's where you belong
Keep the lyrics simple so sing along
Cause right here, is my hit song

Now here's the part of the song where I objectify women
BRAS THONGS
Lumps and humps, throw in a dong
It's a the formula that you depend on
Insert cliche, let's a raise a glass
It's going down, boring and crass
BUTTS BUTTS DRINK UP BOOBS BOOBS ASS
HANDS UP, Wait, have I told you about my cash?

You don't realize that my song is lame
Cause if there's a sick beat you praise my name
You fund that labels that run the game
Who sell recycled trash and call it fame
No one cares what the message contains
Just THUMP THAT BASS and no one complains
Repeat the same shit till you go insane
And in case you forgot, I GOT A GOLD CHAIN

Keep yappin about nothing cause the substance is gone
But you don't care if it's right or wrong
You've been programmed to sing along
What do you hear? A shit song