That's What I Like Parody - Bart Baker

I’m gonna name all of the lavish

Stuff to do when you’re rich

Like lobster tail for dinner

And sending high-priced dick pics

Oops, maybe I should try to keep it PG

Let’s get back to normal expensive things like shopping sprees

I’ll host a party in Italy

Dress code Gucci blue jeans

Make sure that they assless

So I can smell your farts, please

Goddamnit, Bruno, stop it, that is not appropriate

But I really can not help it, man, what’s the point of hiding it now?

Hop in the Cadillac

Girl, let’s go to Tiffany’s

Buy 24K

Diapers to shit on money

And act like rich babies, goo, goo, goo, ga, ga

Girl, you can change me, I’ll change you

Covering midgets in milk

Tongue-kissing rare Asian DILF’s

Unlucky you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Smack a kid with my diamond ice, and steal his bike

Ride it to the local park

Beat off on a bench 'til dark

Pay homeless dudes to have bum fights, and watch all night

Get fully nude, and fly a kite white eating mice

I’ll host an orgy in Miami

Wake up wit' yo' granny

Human flesh for breakfast

Mario, serve that man meat

Golden showering in Paris, covering ourselves in French pee

Give you a taste of the high life, baby

Hop in the Cadillac

Girl, let’s run over police

Steal their uniforms

And harass minorities

Don’t you worry, baby, don’t worry at all

When you’re this rich, it’s okay

Having mini heart attacks

While snorting coke off Trump’s shaft

Unlucky you that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Put my nuts in a platinum vice, and squeeze 'em tight

Shove a rocket up my arse

So I can blast off to Mars

69 aliens all night, make one my wife

Cheat on it with its best friend Mike, that’s what I like