Ninjas In Paris

[Intro]
The first time I listened to Watsky
I was like, "He sounds like a fucking honky"
And I don't even think he knows
But then, I listened to him some more times
And don't tell anybody about this
But, he kinda goes hard, though
(Ball so hard, motherfuckers wanna fine me)

[Verse]
I'm driving to the 'burbs and before I am coming back
I'm pulling in your driveway and I'm rolling front to back
I'm shifting forward, then reverse my car a bunch
As if my Subaru's a wiener getting sexy with your cul-de-sac
L-O-L-O-L, I'm from the avenue
A rapping labradoodle, half a WASP and half a Jew
If you's a Saturday cartoon, I'll smack ya black and blue
I'm ackin' ratchet with Daffy Duck and snacking on rabbit stew
Yabba-dabba-doo, I gotta lick my lips
Smoke a bowl with Yogi Bear, I'm sticking up your pic-a-nics
All of this is in my head, my 'magination's colorful
Crayons on the brain, I'll scribble silly shit all on my skull
Holy cow, I don't think they're gonna hold me down
I recommend you listen to the record in a theater with the Dolby sound
And I'm sipping on the coldest round with the preppies and the Goldie Locks
But I bet a bunch of hunnids everybody's gonna scatter any minute when the police knocks
Like "Sorry, ociffer, that getting sloshed occurred
But rastas broke in and they made us all smoke lots of herb"
I'm sorry, Honest Abe, po-po, don't take me 'way-way
'Cause if you ever try to lock me up, I'm pleading cray-cray
And then they'll all say, "May day, may day, oh, what did we do?
He be creepy givin' me the heebie jeebies, he be Hebrew
He be robo, beep-boop-beep-boop, please untie me, he's behind me"
What's 50 grand to a motherfucker like me, can you please remind me?
(A lot. That's...a life-changing amount of money for normal people)