Master Baz, Master Yeezy
This is Commander Deejus of the Ridgecrest Tribune in Sector 334
What the f*ck y'all got going on out here, man
I've been yelling, screaming, even flipped over my celestial table about the stupid shit y'all did down there
I would've been cordial about this shit
I've been trying to be cordial with this shit
But y'all left my damn screen door open
You egregious motherf*ckers let some intergalactic flies in my f*cking house
You don't know how big these sons of bitches is
One even tried to steal my interstellar couch
Let my baby just crawl outside the atmosphere
Now I gotta go get that motherf*cker
Can't lose another one
Look, I need correction, okay
And if I don't get it, I'll fly 15 parsecs just to make sure you're wearing three shoes
Two on your feet and one in your ass
Over and out
Sativa, can you see if my baby's still on Mars
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Master Baz, Master Yeezy
This is Commander Deejus of the Ridgecrest Tribune in Sector 334
What the f*ck y'all got going on out here, man
I've been yelling, screaming, even flipped over my celestial table about the stupid shit y'all did down there
I would've been cordial about this shit
I've been trying to be cordial with this shit
But y'all left my damn screen door open
You egregious motherf*ckers let some intergalactic flies in my f*cking house
You don't know how big these sons of bitches is
One even tried to steal my interstellar couch
Let my baby just crawl outside the atmosphere
Now I gotta go get that motherf*cker
Can't lose another one
Look, I need correction, okay
And if I don't get it, I'll fly 15 parsecs just to make sure you're wearing three shoes
Two on your feet and one in your ass
Over and out
Sativa, can you see if my baby's still on Mars
This is Commander Deejus of the Ridgecrest Tribune in Sector 334
What the f*ck y'all got going on out here, man
I've been yelling, screaming, even flipped over my celestial table about the stupid shit y'all did down there
I would've been cordial about this shit
I've been trying to be cordial with this shit
But y'all left my damn screen door open
You egregious motherf*ckers let some intergalactic flies in my f*cking house
You don't know how big these sons of bitches is
One even tried to steal my interstellar couch
Let my baby just crawl outside the atmosphere
Now I gotta go get that motherf*cker
Can't lose another one
Look, I need correction, okay
And if I don't get it, I'll fly 15 parsecs just to make sure you're wearing three shoes
Two on your feet and one in your ass
Over and out
Sativa, can you see if my baby's still on Mars
Writer: Jonathon Bass, Corey Thomas
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid