HOT AND STICKY We getting all up in yo grill, DBC 2016 on the mic now. Feel the love of my hot sticky love. Sticky x7/Sticky x6 Licky I been a little busy but I’m back to do the icky/Been in hiding cause my past icky icky My dog be howlin cause he got a ticky ticky/Best friend dead cause the gun went clicky clicky But I hooked up with the ladies cause they like a licky licky And all of the want me for my hot sticky sticky Now when we last spke my rhymes were flat/Some were compared to a turd in a hat But the crew is back/ and we’ll throw you on the mat/And you know where I’ll put this wiffle ball bat My ladies they all know/my homies they all know/McKillough wants a go and he’s putting on a show/Dude can I get my bat back I hate the way it smells when you’re done with it Sticky x7/Sticky x6 Licky I been a little busy but I’m back to do the icky/Been in hiding cause my past icky icky My dog be howlin cause he got a ticky ticky/Best friend dead cause the gun went clicky clicky But I hooked up with the ladies cause they like a licky licky And all of the want me for my hot sticky sticky Mmmm that hot sticky sticky baby/Now let me catch you up on the last two years of DBC I headed back east with the red head and brunette/Living in Florida selling gators with a vet The app store called and they wanted my smarts/create a dating app or make one that farts Now since I’ve had so much luck with the ladies/and all my ladies what often been crazy I figured other homies want some crazy ass ho’s/so chicks with mental illness have someone to blow You must be fuckin nuts to download this app/Like thinkin Lincoln’s ghost lives inside of your cat And if severe mood swings in you often occur/Then you’ll probably find your match on Bipoldr Sticky x7/Sticky x6 Licky I been a little busy but I’m back to do the icky/Been in hiding cause my past icky icky My dog be howlin cause he got a ticky ticky/Best friend dead cause the gun went clicky clicky But I hooked up with the ladies cause they like a licky licky And all of the want me for my hot sticky sticky Now this new app aint only for the ladies/Most dudes like it when your lady be crazy So gentlemen if you want your ho’s seeing ghost/And long nights talking to the inside of a roast And blinding rage that will catch you by surprise/And catching her daily with 15 other guys Then come on down/You’ll be happy for sure She’ll down your load if you download Bipoldr

Man, I can’t believe that it’s been two years since our debut album was unleashed upon the world. I know! Our lives haven’t been the same since we took over the rap world. Bitch, bring yo computer over here and let’s read some online reviews of the record. Wait…what the fuck? I can’t believe what I’m seeing! Sprink, move over! Let me read some of this… It seems like these guys, they weren’t even tryin. This album gave me cancer and now I am dyin. This record made me want to chop off my ears. Drive By Curious has left me in tears. I played it for my kitty but it started to cry. All they talk about is fucking but they making pussies dry. These idiots think that they are real rappers. But when I heard the album, I threw it in the crapper. I feel like they wrote this album in a day. I’m really, really sure that the two of them are gay. These guys are retarded; I’m pretty sure they’re stupid. Hey, did you know that the rain forest is humid? I listened to this album when I was driving in my car. I drove off a cliff with the help of OnStar. I checked out some new rap, hoping with some luck…what…the…fuck? While all the haters gonna hate; We will never hesitate All you mother-fuckers irate; Because our music is so great So while you haters gonna hate; And you sit there and berate You better check what’s on your plate; Cause the DBC gonna win the checkmate Man, what the fuck is wrong with these people? Don’t they know real thug shit when they hear it? I don’t know, man. Let’s read some more before we decide who needs to die! I turned it up loud when I bought it at Best Buy. I listened to it once and I cried and cried and cried. These guys say they’re gangster but I’m sure it’s a lie. They couldn’t rob a five-year-old even if they tried. I reviewed this album because I work for Billboard. I fucking hung myself with a bungie cord. When I heard this record, my mouth was agape. I literally felt like I was analy raped. They drove by my house and I thought they would shoot. All because I said their album was poop. I thought it’d be an album about some up-and-coming thugs. It made me pour a cup of bleach and chug, chug, chug. If you’re looking for a record that you think you’ll enjoy, it’s not the DBC cause all they do is destroy. This record is the worst thing I’ve heard in years. If anybody wants them killed then I will volunteer. I don’t know about you, Sprink, but I’m about ready to tear the skin off of some mother-fuckers! Whoa, mcKILLough, it’s cool, dawg. Remember, we’re rich and famous now. So who the fuck cares about what some neck-beard music reviewers think? Shit…you’re right, Sprink. WE’RE the top dawgs around here! The only opinions that matter is our own! While all the haters gonna hate; We will never hesitate All you mother-fuckers irate; Because our music is so great So while you haters gonna hate; And you sit there and berate You better check what’s on your plate; Cause the DBC gonna win the checkmate Hahaa! Yeah, that’s right! Ain’t NOTHING gonna stop Drive By Curious. Not poor reviews. Not multiple court orders. And especially not self-inflicted gunshot wounds to the head! Damn right, playa! In fact, I say the next person that says something bad about our music is gonna die! *door opens* Hey, you two. I’ve got the early reviews of Come On Guys and they’re not looking good. The label wants to cancel the rel… *gun shot*

COCKBLOCKER Yeah this track gonna be about sex/Feel the rhythm baby, of our bodies entwined Kissing on your neck/little tingle in your spine Girl tonight’s the night/I’m so happy that you're mine Feel me getting close/the heat upon our breath All my tenderness as I’m getting you undressed I think I heard a noise but I’m thinking it’s the wind We can’t turn back now/All my love to you I give Pulsing ever louder/I’m about to get inside We start to feel the rhythm and its WAH WAH WAH WAH Can I sleep with you mommy? The kid done walked in again Why you nakey/ Uhhhhhhh I want a drink Rolling down the street just bumping my beats See a pack of girlies hanging out on the streets I pull on up try to make on these teets But they all start laughing when they see the fuckin car seat It’s a lonely life for a committed man with a child Only his kid, his wife, and himself. The loneliness is deafening Now I gotta go out and get a job Provide for a family so I’m not a fuckin slob But trying to hit on chicks at work is not fun Just because you're married they think you're taken And then they see a picture of your stupid ass kid The kid is so damn cute their attention’s misdirected They think you have it all and they back right off And then all alone when you have to get off WAH WAH WAH WAH WAH What are you doing daddy? The kid walked in again Why you nakey?/ Uhhhhhh Mickey’s Clubhouse Parenthood’s the shitiest job in the land It makes me wanna grab a knife and sever my hand It makes me wanna give into that voice that says kill But then something happens and it gives you a thrill The kids says it loves you and you try not to cry Its hard when they stare with their big ol' stupid eyes And just when you think you can deal with more They piss and they shit right there on the floor

Can it be real? mcKILLough done finally found love. Baby, you’re making me into a new man! I just want you to make an honest thug out of me, girl. I’ve never felt love like this before. You make this hard thug shed his skin, fo sho. My heart has never felt so honest and true. Girl, I smile from ear to ear when I think of you. You make me blush, sweat, and giggle like a boy. You’re my only baby girl I want to be your boy-toy. To celebrate our love, I’ll scream as loud as I can. And tell you all the things I want to do as your man. I’ll lay your body down right in the bed. Grab a chunk of your hair and rip it off your ugly head. I’ll punch you in the tit. Babe, this feels so right. Baby, strap yourself in, it’s gonna be a long night. Yeah, this is the part of the song where I stop singing and just say things normally…because I’m sensitive n shit. Mmmm, yeah… Girl, you’ve got my heart on. (It’s just for you, girl) Cause baby look at my heart on. (My heart on) So c’mon, touch my heart on. (OoooooOOoooOOoo) We’re gonna getcha getcha heart on. (Cause that’s my heart on) I’ll whip my cock out, serve it to you on a plate. Baby, turn dat ass around, sh-sh-shake it like a Shake Weight. I wanna make love, wanna give it nice and slow. Gonna smack you in the face. Bitch, my dick is yours to blow. Gonna jizz on the walls and make you get me a towel. Gonna dress in these suits…I’m the cat and you’re the owl. And when we’re done being furries, girl, it’s time to do the rest. I’m a romantic kind of guy who will shit on your chest. Baby, it’s not that weird, people do it all the time. I just wanna prove that Imma make you mine. And once we’re done, taking it nice and slow… …Then we can finally do the kinky stuff, ya hoe. Girl, did you know that praying mantises kill their partners after they fuck? Well, girl, you make me feel like I don’t wanna do that to you. Girl, you’ll get my heart on. (It’s just for you, girl) Cause baby look at my heart on. (My heart on) So c’mon, touch my heart on. (OoooooOOoooOOoo) We’re gonna getcha getcha heart on. (Erection humor)

PANT SUIT KICKS Everybody get inside/This is not a fire drill You are about to enter the sexiest place imaginable/Right here on the 17th floor Morning light breaks and we’re back at it again Looking fuckin’ gansta as a business man can Hop in the coup flash my neighbor with a grin I bet she can’t guess all the Tubman’s that I spend Now rockin’ your commute ain’t always that easy Roll down my tinted windows so ladies can see me The office parking lot is crawlin’ with ladies And when I’m bumpin’ Taylor Swift they all want my babies Pull on up/See those chicks/Rockin’ those/Pant suit kicks Walking in/Feel the beat/Girls so fine/Body heat Copyin’/Staplin’/Sending fax/Stapling/Answer phone/Copyin’/Get alone/Mass email I’m just a guy/I gotta work with you And its alright/To look as good as you Fluorescent lights/highlight your every curve Don’t mind my bulge when you put paper in the copier All of the sudden my computer makes a sound A little tiny “ping” when an email comes around My heart starts to flutter when I see who its from And the subject line reads “Work Flow Addendum” Cause girl you know my work will always flow to you And the cubicle alignments never been askew Sometimes I see them walking out there on their breaks Tennis shoes with pantyhose make my knees start to quake From afar/Watching those/Pant suit kicks/Pantyhose Walk Fit app/Weight loss talk/Don’t eat carbs/Give up walk Hate your boss/And that girl/Who thinks that/She’s all that I’ll make you/Forget bout/That bitch who/Called you fat 9 to 5/Those are the banging hours Its alright/No access to a shower Quench this fire/Its corporate synergy Glass ceiling/Bust through when you’re on top of me I’m just a guy/I gotta work with you And its alright/To look as good as you Fluorescent lights/highlight your every curve Don’t mind my bulge when you put paper in the copier Yeah ladies, you all be rockin those pants like you flossin’ at the club/Can I slip a Tubman into that elastic wasteband? Haha Nah baby, leave those tennis shoes on/the color contrast is just right

Yeah, that’s right/You all wanna know where Rainbow Sprinkle came from? This shit’s gonna be off the fuckin’ hook bitch I’m a special little boy and I know/Had a secret that only we know Mommy told me that I was just for show/And everybody would pretend they didn’t know Not easy tryin’ to fit in/When you don’t know which bathroom to go in Dressin’ like a girl at the age of 10/But my birth certificate says “He’s a Man” A few things in my past/Wish the memories didn’t last The things that happened to me/Made me the thug you see Mommy told me she always wanted a girl/I ripped up her insides comin’ into this world Started dressin’ me in purple and pink/When I got to middle school, girlier than a twink Went to the bathroom with my little friend Brie/She saw my little member as I stood up to pee She said she’d never been with a man before/And that’s the first time Rainbow Sprinkle did score But then I had to ask my mom what’s up/She raised me as a girl just to make shit up? She told me it’s not about what I want/I raised you as a girl cause its what we want I really had to question what did that mean/We’d been livin’ all these years with her good friend Gene I always thought Gene was kinda big for a lady/And now I come to find out that Gene was my Daddy I’m a special little boy and I know/Had a secret that only we know Mommy told me that I was just for show/And everybody would pretend they didn’t know Not easy tryin’ to fit in/When you don’t know which bathroom to go in Dressin’ like a girl at the age of 10/But my birth certificate says “He’s a Man” This is how it became rendered/That my father was transgendered When I came into this world/He wanted everyone to be a girl I started pushin’ back against this notion/Went full gangsta and right-wing pushin’ Bangin’ all the ladies to cover my past/Hopin’ all my memories never would last Now I stand here as a man/Exposin’ tranny scum the best I can And as for my relationship with Gene/I put him in the ground at the age of 16 Nah, it wasn’t me that did it…ya see, Gene was Muslim and he liked going to tranny bars. One night, somebody brought a goat in. That’s all I have to say. TRUMP 2016