Corned Beef

[Intro: Bob the Drag Queen, Trixie Mattel, and Maddy Morphosis]
You could do what Bob the Drag Queen does
Sometimes she will release her own verse of these songs
I think that's corny
Now...
I'm just sittin' at home
Trying to enjoy The Pit Stop, a job that was stolen from me
And then To Wong Foo tryna read me!
I'm like, "now how I get in this?"

[Verse: Bob the Drag Queen]
Okay, dude, get the body bag, toe-tag it
Imagine The Drag Queen gettin' dragged by a straggot
So, bro, if you wanna go, let's go
I'll take a man down, and that's on no homo
Pen so right, I could be the bard
Wig so bad, the hairline is hard
Shit so dry, it might make me gag
And that's why you don't fuck with the—
So let me keep it real with this straight guy
That's a whole lotta mouth from an ally
So don't bump your lips
Instead, pad your hips
You are not equipped
So bitch, get a grip
Danny gonna call me corny?
When we all know you started drag 'cause you was horny
I say this with all due respect
If the wig don't first, I'ma break your neck
You the one that pulled the pin on this damn grenade
Don't know what the wig cost, but you overpaid
Vida thought she ate, yeah, she thought she slayed
Noxeema's heard enough from Patrick Swayz'
Read you, wrote you, yeah, you been read
Fayetteville, Arkansas, giving inbred
Bald bitch to bald bitch, you pinhead
Where was you on 1/6, you skinhead?

[Outro: Bob the Drag Queen]
I'm just, I'm just askin'
You don't have to answer, you can plead the fifth
Fifth?
Di-didn’t you go home fifth?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, okay