Wii Sports

[Intro: Lil Kori]
Damn son, where'd you find this?
Ayy, huh, yuh, huh, yuh, hey
Yuh, yeah, yuh
Shit, there's already gun sounds, so this is gonna-
This is gonna be a fuckin' fire beat (Thanks, Anthony)
Grandmastafunk in this bitch
Yuh, yuh, ayy
Yuh, yuh, hey
Yuh, yuh, ayy
Kori in this bitch, yeah
J.C, Pimple, huh
J.C, Pimple, ayy
(Curse you, Kori the finesse kid!)

[Verse 1: Lil Kori & Yung Pimple Nigga]
Hello, it's Kori, I be playin' Wii Sports
Fuckin' on three whores, wash 'em like seashores
These niggas fuckin' depressed, call 'em Eeyore
TMC be the gang and we blowin' like C4
Ayo, WorldGirl thick, I'ma blow her damn back out
I beat from the front and I'm pullin' her track out
Yo, Cindy Lou thick, but she throw it back too much
But fuck it, bruh, I'ma just get me a Who nut
Ay Nick, tell Sally stop sendin' me pics
That bitch hella thirsty, she beggin' for dick
She all in my DMs, she tryna fuck
You can get dick, but miss me with the cuff
Black girl named Becky, she like to get messy
She givin' me brain in the back of a Chevy
TMC bitch, I know you ain't ready
My gang sticks together like Ed, Edd & Eddy, gang (Hello, monkeys)

[Verse 2: Yung Pimple Nigga]
Ayy, Ed, Edd & Eddy, I remember that show
I only want lolis, I don't fuck with hoes
My shit is off brand, I'm rockin' fake clothes
My neck is on green, yeah, 'cause of my gold
I'm rockin' Off Black, and this shit is wack
I'm feelin' real nudie, I'm rockin' fake Gucci
I can't fuck with niggas if they actin' goofy
If they actin' lame
I only like yo' bitch when she give me brain
I'm tastin' her thighs and they taste like some cake
Then I move to her feet, got her going insane
Like yo' bitch a trans, yo' bitch is a mane
Ayy, I fucked up
If I was YungLex, a nigga would duck up
Yo' nigga's a bitch, yo' nigga's a suck up
Yo' nigga is weak, he can't do a pushup, ayy
Yeah, no hate on Lex 'cause he is my homie
Y'all niggas is fake, y'all niggas is corny
And I stay with my gang, I stay with my brodies
My neck is on green, but my chain is soapy
Now I pass it to J.C 'cause my verse is over, yuh

[Break: Yung Pimple Nigga & J.C the Rapper]
Ayy, my verse is over, fuck (A-heh)
(Sorry boys, J.C took my virginity) Uhhhh

[Verse 3: J.C the Rapper]
I don't fuck with Wii Sports, that shit is ass
These niggas pull up, they talkin' that smack
Talkin' that smack, nigga, yeah, you is trash
And I'm shootin' yo' bitch in the muh'fuckin' back
Nigga, I style, and I do it free
Fuckin' yo' bitch and then nut in her teeth
J.C the Rapper, you know where I be
I'm fuckin' yo' bitch 'til that pussy turn green
Fuck all these sports 'cause they just suck
Yo' bitch, she lie on me, she suckin' my nut
J.C the Rapper, I'm pipin' that cunt
I hit the bitch with this uppercut
Nigga, what do you talk?
Nigga pull up, and you can't hit the walk
J.C the Rapper, I'm faster than clocks
J.C the Rapper, you know that I talk
I talk a lot, and yo' bitch on my cock
Nigga, you wanna run up with the watch
I got the time for you, nigga, it's punch out
I hit yo' bitch, nigga, I'm finna much out, yeah (Ayy)
Niggas is greedy, niggas is needy
J.C the Rapper, I still be up teasin'
Yo' bitch all on me and she call me baby
I'm suckin' her titties every single way, G
Niggas all some crazy-ass muh'fuckin' hooligans
I don't play Wii Sports 'cause I'm a fat-ass loser, man
For real, I'd rather play Smash Bros
And I'm fuckin' all these hoes, nigga, I gotta go
I don't sip another soddy with the water in my body
And these niggas pullin' up and then they talkin' like they know
Nigga pullin' up and then he actin' like he tough
And then he actin' like he tough because he drippin' in the snow
Drippin' in the snow, and then I drip that blood
Nigga pullin' up, then he talk like cuz
I don't give a fuck, why, nigga? Just 'cause
I don't really care, nigga, yeah
I'm a dumbass motherfuckin' stupid bitch
I play Wii Sports none, ayy

[Outro]
(Leeroy Jenkins)