Fett's Vette

Cruisin' Mos Espa in my De Lorean
 War's over I'm a peacetime Mandalorian
 My story has stumped Star Wars historians
 Deep in debate buffet plate at Bennigans
 Rhyme renegade sure to penetrate
 First and second defense I won't hesitate
 Got a job to do when Darth's the guy that delegates
 Got something against Skywalker someone he really hates
 I don't give a fuck. I'm after Solo
 For all I care he could be hiding at Yoda's dojo
 Gotta make the money, credit's no good
 When the Jawas run the shop in your neighborhood
 Think you can cook? I got a grappling hook
 Let's make this quick coz I'm really booked
 I'm a devious, degenerate defender of the devil
 Shut down all the trash compactors on the detention level
 My backpack's got jets. Well I'm Boba the Fett
 Well I bounty hunt for Jabba Hutt to finance my 'Vette
 Well I chill in deep space, a mask is over my face
 Well I deliver the prize but I still narrow my eyes
 Coz my time I don't like to waste. Get down!
 I'm a question wrapped inside an enigma
 Get inside the Slave One, find your homing signal
 From Endor to Hoth, Ripley to Spock
 I'll find what you want, but there's gonna be a cost
 Say my name is Boba Fett. I know my shit is tight
 Start not acting right, you're frozen in carbonite
 Got telescopic sight, flame throwers on my wrist
 You still don't get the jist? Spiked boots are made to kick
 Targets are made to hit. You think I give a shit?
 Your mama is a bitch! I'll see you in the Sarlaac pit
 You just flipped my switch, integrity been dissed
 You scratchin' on my itch. You know I shoot to get
 Got bambinas at cantinas waitin to lick my lusty lips
 So I'll let you get back inside you're little space ship
 Give you a head start, coz I'm the sporting kind
 Consider the starting line-up the sneaky smile I hide inside
 Hope you have hyper drive (drive), pray to stay alive (live)
 Don't try to slip me a five coz I never take a bribe
 To the beat of a different drummer, bad ass bounty hunter
 Let no man put asunder or else they be put under
 As in six feet. Got an imperial fleet
 Backing me up. Gonna blow up any attempt to defeat
 They got the Death Star, got four payments on my car
 Hand it over to Hammerhead at Mos Eisley bar
 He used to carjack, now he's a barback
 Just goes to show how you can get back on the right track
 Guess for me that's not an option, can't say that with more clarity
 Me going legit would be like Jar Jar in speech therapy
 My backpack's got jets. Well I'm Boba the Fett
 Well I bounty hunt for Jabba Hutt to finance my 'Vette
 Well I chill in deep space, a mask is over my face
 Well I deliver the prize but I still narrow my eyes
 Coz my time I don't like to waste. Get down!
 Slice you open like a tauntaun, faster than the Autobahn
 Or a motorbike in Tron, do the deed and then I'm gone
 Jabba has a hissyfit, contact Calrissian
 Over a Colt, the plan unfolds, no politic is legit
 Back in the day when I was a slave
 Living life in the fast lane like in a pod race
 My mean streak tweaked I became a basket case
 So this space ace split that place post-haste
 Took up a noble cause called the Clone Wars
 Coz life's not all about girls and cars
 Getting fucked up in fucked up bars
 See I'm not a retard or gay like DeBarge
 I'm large and in charge with a face so scarred
 A cold black heart that's been torn apart
 The Sith wish that they had a dick so hard
 Coz it's long, long ago in a pussy far, far
 Call me "master," coz I'm faster than Pryor on fire
 I no longer have to hot wire
 I'm a hunter for hire with no plans to retire
 And all the sucka MC's can call me "Sire!"
 My backpack's got jets
 Well I'm Boba the Fett
 Well I bounty hunt for Jabba Hutt
 To finance my 'Vette