Dunce

[Soundbyte: Jennette McCurdy] I just got back from a party And parties are so awkward I don't really know how to party I never know what to say to people They look at me, and they don't care what I say But they pretend that they do, and they ask me 'bout my day, yeah I don't know I don't know, yeah What to do at parties Do you? I bet you don't [Intro] ... ugghhhhhaaasssahhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Uh Let me freshen up a bit... Pull out the Pocket Paks... Yo [Verse 1] I'm not a star; somebody lied I don't even HAVE a car; now, somebody ride the trolley with me Where to? I didn't decide I'm just mildly hungry, and everyone here is high I don't smoke, don't drink, don't drop draws So why they all in my apartment tryin' to pop off? My roommates wanted to throw a party And once they told me that, I knew I'd end up on this trolley So, the night sky's lookin' like destiny I appreciate you going on this quest with me You know that girl back there, black hair, that was faded like black clothes, all up next to me? Well, I kinda had a crush on her a few years But she showed up, po'd up a few beers, hit the green like a missing swing, then eased in my room like she missed me Now I'm like "Chick, please!" [Hook] Go'head and bounce if you hear this at the party, girl Go'head and bounce if you hear this at the party, boy Cause this here is your cue to go You hate parties, but the nightlife's beautiful So gon' leave 'em in the corner with they're party hats on And step out the door; yeah, this is that song, just Ride to it, vibe it to it, get alive to it, just Ride to it, vibe it to it, get alive to it UNGH [Verse 2] Alright, though; let me stop preachin' We out here sittin' on a whole lotta' evenin' I'm on my 9th Red Bull, lit, no sleepin' Shoot, my liver probably lookin' like a crypt, no keepin' Tales from the creep, as seen through their eyes I'm a chicken, but this isn't 'bout your legs or your thighs Yeah, that was corny, you can throw it to the side I mean... I already know you're cute, I'm just surprised that I have your attention still It's normally a stretch just to get to chill; cold shoulder They wanted those that balled; Me? I comb-over Pockets on flat, my green was mowed over A John Doe, dear; I was a no-name Middle school punishment, I had no game And I still don't; but you're here, right? Exactly; so let's bask in this clear night [Hook] [Verse 3: ComPL3xX] My ex is on X, and my next girl is nowhere to be found Me and Melvin in this [redacted], so we slowin' the beat down Wait; Melvin just left... so I guess I'm what's left And by the time you hear this verse, you probably too drunk for the words And the 3rd verse is the worst verse when it comes down to her thirst If she ain't got a man, she probably throwin' up in her purse So, please avoid the boy if you are about to void your stomach Cause I ain't tryina' have your stomach fluid on my shirt Told that [redacted] to "Stop it, 5, the bathroom is occupied" I saw this girl was throwin' up when I was walkin' by And her friend was holding her hair... and she looked kinda cute Too bad she also looked like she had just vomited too I see vomit, I vámonos, cause vomit is kinda gross And she had some of her stomach contents stuck up on her nose Now it's about time for me to find that [redacted] Burch Cause he gon' be ecstatic when he see I wrote this verse [Hook]