This is a song about "Ty french"

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

Je suis la garçon qui cracher flamme, french, i just cannot

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Your hair in a french braid you can make it work

Excuse my french but i’m in france, i’m just sayin'

When you ain't got no education

But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables, killaholic (kill 'em all with)

I kill more than the french revolution witch was like off with his head and his and his and his

I like big butts and i cannot lie

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

You're gonna have to pardon my french, mr. englishman