I puked at my show now my girl prefers One Direction
But now she has no interest in my baby sized erection
Why doesn′t she wanna bang me
Doesn't she know that I got swag
Even though I threw up at my last live show
And what′s with your daddy
I′m pretty sure that he wants to slit my throat
OMG that's Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-
We had sex sex sex sex sex and she told me that she hates you
Right after she she she she she blew me I′m sorry
Everywhere I go my fans all turned in against me
But that′s no reason to replace the sticker that's on your jeep
You're my dancers, you must be on my side
Sorry, but we prefer boy bands
Guys, please do not leave me
Plus One Direction doesn′t lip sync and puke
But I am so swag-swag-swag-swag-swag-swag-swag-
Swag-swag-swag-swag-swag-swag-swag-swag-swag-
Swag-swag-swag-swag-swag-swaggy
Nobody lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-loves me