MC Sassy Pants - A Comedy Rap Song That Makes Absolutely No Sense (Official Lyric Video)

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"A Comedy Rap Song That Makes Absolutely No Sense" by MC Sassy Pants is a comedy rap song that contains almost ineligible rap lyrics. Backed with a solid beat and groove this song has serious elements of style from the late 80's and early 90's, to make you smile and forget about worries, while taking you on a lyrical journey of fun and clean entertainment.

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Original lyrics written by Terrence Day and AI Technology
Music and Vocals created by Terrence Day with AI Technology

LYRICS:

(Intro)
It was a tight kitten drama finally sought for a bucket
Couldn't hear my ham tie worn  tryin' to be all I
Get stacked a dad better say once now I'm here wit em'

(Verse 1)
Suspense plane it's a cold n' low
I don't know where I'm kickin' on a thousand o's
Last shot to the fin the legs of the shins
Whisp me
I got it made like Spam
The tasty sides better I did
Factory dust now I'm slugified
But the grit lure tip of me on my next day
Me it wasn't Pete was a taste of shrimp
And it was a keepin' pretty if I snogged into this first track
Kids watch your mouth if it ain't my friday date
Break the car right in the knees
I get a little lost givin' me a launch

(Chorus)
To see your tapes
Aww man it's dice
You don't ask me naw
Wouldn't crown me no luck
So found in my niche
So found on my beach
To see your tapes so so so so so
Found in my niche so so so so wassup
So phanta Ma Mitch

(Verse 2)
It's ten to voo Anna under the eaves
And I'll know girls time take a fit with me
Walkin' down over a rat pile from my seat
In fact that shidda reeked me
Just tweetin' steam now I'm in the line
It's the ratty and the gotty and they fakin' my spotty
They let Kyle get it up wasn't my top pass
I'm niche
Here come my ten and play tea
And then my ten and it be scenes
And now somethin' to me
Movin' on your tail boy
Giraffe to my D
Let's break the mic you can't frost my flake
And if the whirl is wack and it starts makin'
Bagged wine flat on my face it was so found
I marched in ask Kim
And Midge

(Chorus)
Tastin' your tapes
Aww man it's dice
You're gonna know it's sweet enough
Wouldn't grant me no love
So found in my niche
So found on my beach
Tastin' your tapes
So so so so so phanta Ma Mitch
So so so so wassup
So phanta Ma Mitch

(Bridge)
It's got a nude
So phanta Ma Mitch
It's got a nude
So phanta Ma Midge

(Verse 3)
Now I shot it with Off and it didn't blink
Cause' that king kong go cuttin' on Kay
So she gave my soap with a lava rock
And your page was dope n' my funny fur cats
In my ears but I keeps the lisp
They'll always let me phone n' that Clark's a grit
And she doesn't seem kind layin' deep in the square
I shout gear I'm right see ya you dat way
It's a kitty goin' crazy then she faded aside
It's a tram delight to sit about with five
But it's a whips it never ate a grape
But beach that any shore girl sick it's a fish

(Verse)
To see your tapes
Aww man it's dice
You don't ask me naw
Wouldn't grant me no love
So found in my niche
So found on my beach
To see your tapes
So so so so so found in my niche
So so so so wassup