Lark On My Go-Kart - Asher Roth

Sitting on a truffet, puffing on the best cut buds

Trying to get butt from Miss Muffet

Me and Teddy Ruxpin sturring up a ruckus

Egging all the houses, smashing all the pumpkins

Suck a Dick Butkus, chumps can’t funk with the punk kids

Ash Roth be the king of the blumpkins

Any Tim Duncan, spur of the moment

Let the whole world know I run shit, jump ship quick

Tell a friend that I’m dumb sick

Spit fungus that’ll grow from a dung, trip

Twist to a front flip, son that was some trick

Watch all the dumb chicks hump when I bump this

Kinda like the blonde Bob Saget, Ash can get nasty

Pass me a blunt and some Captain

Chilling with an Ashley, heading to the mall

Sitting in the backseat, getting jerked off

Ten feet tall with the balls of a matador

Door-matted whore with your words, heard that before

Poor metaphor, pedicure, get your feet fixed

Walk in my shoes for a few, you gonna need it

Yeah, get your Wii Fit to practice your frees with

Need a few weeks before you can compete with

Razor Ramon flow, oh so sharp

You can take Kapowski, I’mma take Lark on my go-kart

Mario Kart skills are outrageous

Play me anyday and I’ll be the best racist

Wait, no, erase it, meant to say racer

Traded in my cell phone for a new pager

Take off your Bluetooth now dot com

I’m at the grocery store with hot moms

About thirty five with at least two kids

We can make-out while my friend baby sits

All up in your fridge eating left-over shit

Tuna sandwich, Butterscotch Krimpets

Cheetos be my choice of chip

I enjoy for a bit, take a sip from my Ssips and split

Roll that J up, is it rolled?

Yeah, roll it up, uhh

Hair like a troll doll, basketball shorts on

Yeah, I’m a dork but I’m still holding court

Ball up, baller, y’all take too long to get dolled up

Give a fuck if I look like I just woke up

Who am I trying to impress?

Honey in the sun dress

With the breasts luscious just sent me a text

O-M-G, you’re the B-E-est

If you’re trying to have sex, I’m the best at it