The Hype Lyrics & Chords By Fatty

My knots know not they do not exist
i still grab on them every time i spit
these baggy jeans i guess they just dont fit
"so you musta quit" but baby thats just it
i dont have a dick i have a phantom limb
and i cant f*** you if you cant sin
we'll see if youre complaining when my hand be in
we know straight chicks fantasies be lesbian
plus your man looks like a pussy and you slept with him
im a pretty manly annie when the lights be dim
i aint callin into question interest in men
but theyre flexin over there you aint addressin them
you wanna mess with them come and flirt with us
straight chicks in the club getting bicurious
and if youre having guy problems i feel bad for you hun
i got 99 problems but a dick aint one
its not hyperbole
the hype you heard of these
flirty nerdy verses with the curses you couldnt believe
she be disturbing my peace
birdy be yearning to meet
me but afterword she be mad when she tweet
fatty you're a sexist lesbian
most seen with obscene breeder men
the get laid schemes of dykes and men
do often go awry
the quickest meticulous sickest spitter of verses
flipping sh** so quick these kids forget what the words is
its slipping thru my lips in seconds split into thirds
so youre listening to this before the thoughts have occurred
and thats how it works and its the same when im flirting
people call me a jerk because of hearts i start hearting
but i been called worse i prolly will be again
i been encouraging flirts to start deserting their men
plus there's only one of me and like a million of them
and ladies wanna believe i wanna be more than friends
and i aim to please but i got to be truthful
i aint tryin to see you packin a u haul
now you all you're beautiful so how can i choose
this whole thing is win win how can i lose
lets go back to my place don't refuse
one night dont make you gay it just makes you confused