Don't Be Nice

Lyrics

Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 My policy is to call 'em as I see 'em, no filler
 Quality people lift me up like the Colosseum pillars
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Some go from pitching religion to sipping on kombucha
 Politicians switching positions like it's the Kama Sutra
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Our narcissism has got us caught up like bars in prison
 Claim we're winning gargling seven dicks and a jar of jizzum
 Your momma's a true beauty
 Butt makes me weep, I call it a "boo-hooty"
 Truly a hot mom
 Other moms are doing their squats wrong
 And if you don't dig it when I spit it like an open spigot and I'm doing my duty
 To drop bombs
 Visit www.kisswatskysgluteusmaximus.com
 False modesty is a guilty habit
 Some people simply have it
 But the fact is I would not have spent a decade doing this
 If I did not believe I was at least tiny bit ridiculously filthy at it
 Wrote a book to branch out
 After tour let's have a singalong and camp out
 Cause I came here for a single reason
 And that's for friendship
 And for drinking til I can't count—now
 If you're Jesus then we break bread
 If you're Beavis then we butt heads
 If you're a butthead, or a fake friend
 I smack ya back to Hollywood enough said
 Skin cream jars
 Thin teen stars
 Wanna hear a laugher?
 A white rapper walks into 16 bars
 I am large, I contain multitudes
 I'm in charge of a strange cult of dudes
 Infinity versions of me in parallel universes from total teddy bear to ultra rude
 True, I don't measure power by bravado, libido
 Or by popping bottles with Hefner in the grotto in speedos
 I'm never sharing my moscato if you suck like mosquito
 So "open up" said the taco to the burrito, motherfucker
 Don't be nice, don't be nice
 Drop all the fuckery, stop it you ugly ignoramus
 Don't be nice, don't be—rude and brainless
 Don't be—super basic
 Don't—move if you're contagious
 Don't be nice—la-la- la-la- la
 Don't be nice—I'm not listening
 Don't be nice, don't be nice
 Got nothing nice to say then—don't be nice
 Gather the wicked to sacrifice
 Sucking the dick of the antichrist
 Kicking the bucket is vital to life I know that's the price
 Don't be—candy striped
 Don't be—parasites
 Don't—do me dirty
 Don't—think you're worthy
 Don't—hurt me
 Mercy is not a courtesy currently that occurs to me
 I turn up eternally, you will not stop it
 True—my crew hotter than hot pockets
 (This dude Watsky too cocky, let's cock block it)
 We do what we do because it's true to us
 While few puppets in suits up at the top profit
 And if you got a new coup then I do not knock it
 But I bukkake your Bugati with snot rockets
 
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 My policy is to call 'em as I see 'em, no filler
 Quality people lift me up like the Colosseum pillars
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Some go from pitching religion to sipping on kombucha
 Politicians switching positions like it's the Kama Sutra
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Our narcissism has got us caught up like bars in prison
 Claim we're winning gargling seven dicks and a jar of jizzum
 Your momma's a true beauty
 Butt makes me weep, I call it a "boo-hooty"
 Truly a hot mom
 Other moms are doing their squats wrong
 And if you don't dig it when I spit it like an open spigot and I'm doing my duty
 To drop bombs
 Visit www.kisswatskysgluteusmaximus.com
 False modesty is a guilty habit
 Some people simply have it
 But the fact is I would not have spent a decade doing this
 If I did not believe I was at least tiny bit ridiculously filthy at it
 Wrote a book to branch out
 After tour let's have a singalong and camp out
 Cause I came here for a single reason
 And that's for friendship
 And for drinking til I can't count—now
 If you're Jesus then we break bread
 If you're Beavis then we butt heads
 If you're a butthead, or a fake friend
 I smack ya back to Hollywood enough said
 Skin cream jars
 Thin teen stars
 Wanna hear a laugher?
 A white rapper walks into 16 bars
 I am large, I contain multitudes
 I'm in charge of a strange cult of dudes
 Infinity versions of me in parallel universes from total teddy bear to ultra rude
 True, I don't measure power by bravado, libido
 Or by popping bottles with Hefner in the grotto in speedos
 I'm never sharing my moscato if you suck like mosquito
 So "open up" said the taco to the burrito, motherfucker
 Don't be nice, don't be nice
 Drop all the fuckery, stop it you ugly ignoramus
 Don't be nice, don't be—rude and brainless
 Don't be—super basic
 Don't—move if you're contagious
 Don't be nice—la-la- la-la- la
 Don't be nice—I'm not listening
 Don't be nice, don't be nice
 Got nothing nice to say then—don't be nice
 Gather the wicked to sacrifice
 Sucking the dick of the antichrist
 Kicking the bucket is vital to life I know that's the price
 Don't be—candy striped
 Don't be—parasites
 Don't—do me dirty
 Don't—think you're worthy
 Don't—hurt me
 Mercy is not a courtesy currently that occurs to me
 I turn up eternally, you will not stop it
 True—my crew hotter than hot pockets
 (This dude Watsky too cocky, let's cock block it)
 We do what we do because it's true to us
 While few puppets in suits up at the top profit
 And if you got a new coup then I do not knock it
 But I bukkake your Bugati with snot rockets
 
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 My policy is to call 'em as I see 'em, no filler
 Quality people lift me up like the Colosseum pillars
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Some go from pitching religion to sipping on kombucha
 Politicians switching positions like it's the Kama Sutra
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Don't be nice
 Our narcissism has got us caught up like bars in prison
 Claim we're winning gargling seven dicks and a jar of jizzum
 Your momma's a true beauty
 Butt makes me weep, I call it a "boo-hooty"
 Truly a hot mom
 Other moms are doing their squats wrong
 And if you don't dig it when I spit it like an open spigot and I'm doing my duty
 To drop bombs
 Visit www.kisswatskysgluteusmaximus.com
 False modesty is a guilty habit
 Some people simply have it
 But the fact is I would not have spent a decade doing this
 If I did not believe I was at least tiny bit ridiculously filthy at it
 Wrote a book to branch out
 After tour let's have a singalong and camp out
 Cause I came here for a single reason
 And that's for friendship
 And for drinking til I can't count—now
 If you're Jesus then we break bread
 If you're Beavis then we butt heads
 If you're a butthead, or a fake friend
 I smack ya back to Hollywood enough said
 Skin cream jars
 Thin teen stars
 Wanna hear a laugher?
 A white rapper walks into 16 bars
 I am large, I contain multitudes
 I'm in charge of a strange cult of dudes
 Infinity versions of me in parallel universes from total teddy bear to ultra rude
 True, I don't measure power by bravado, libido
 Or by popping bottles with Hefner in the grotto in speedos
 I'm never sharing my moscato if you suck like mosquito
 So "open up" said the taco to the burrito, motherfucker
 Don't be nice, don't be nice
 Drop all the fuckery, stop it you ugly ignoramus
 Don't be nice, don't be—rude and brainless
 Don't be—super basic
 Don't—move if you're contagious
 Don't be nice—la-la- la-la- la
 Don't be nice—I'm not listening
 Don't be nice, don't be nice
 Got nothing nice to say then—don't be nice
 Gather the wicked to sacrifice
 Sucking the dick of the antichrist
 Kicking the bucket is vital to life I know that's the price
 Don't be—candy striped
 Don't be—parasites
 Don't—do me dirty
 Don't—think you're worthy
 Don't—hurt me
 Mercy is not a courtesy currently that occurs to me
 I turn up eternally, you will not stop it
 True—my crew hotter than hot pockets
 (This dude Watsky too cocky, let's cock block it)
 We do what we do because it's true to us
 While few puppets in suits up at the top profit
 And if you got a new coup then I do not knock it
 But I bukkake your Bugati with snot rockets
 

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Duration
03:18
Tempo
123 BPM

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