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letra de we're sorry (feat. d^ta) - the backyard boys

intro: [40 year old virgin]

andy: i dated this girl for a while, she was really a nasty freak
she just loved to get down with s-x all the time!
she was like, “any time of day, yeah let’s go, i’m so nasty”
and i’d be nailing her, and she’d be like “you’re nailing me! cool!”
jay: did she talk dirty to you?
andy:oh yeah, she loved to dirty talk, she’d be like…

verse 1: [d^ta]
rappers wanted my cosign, i’m tangent
they hanging on ’em, they need help, i branched it
another beat handed to me, gon’ smash it
young 16, got a car, don’t crash it
corolla, the motor not bigger than mine
got a reaction in my head, trying to trigger some rhymes
got a ego, leaving me dead, getting bigger this time
mentally ok, and i’m still physically fine
but these people around me are having some weird effects
who’s sending the dirty texts? who’s always the best dressed?
who’s trying to congress? i’m telling them i’m the senate
some harsh words are said on my life, i still meant it
they scared of me now because i’m acting like i’m a menace
this a back and forth game, but we don’t play no tennis
be funny like i’m jerry, you still stuck with elaine benes
tire me up and tell my family i’ve seen venice
try to invent us, mourn me in society
praying that they don’t lie to me or someone that’ll fight for me
like an aztec, i’m past that. chemistry gon’ m-ss that
my ambition, you lack that. motivation i have that

verse 2: [lil squiliam]
we’re sorry, we know that you don’t want a sequel
our rap game sh-tty like the star wars prequels
but we can’t stop, a broken wheel chair lock
rhymes crippled like young drizzy, but not black like barack
but we still ill, like we got a f-cking fever
disrespectful on the beat like i’m oozing justin bieber
already got a beauty, so it’s time to k!ll this beat
but i’m not northwestern bound, because you know i’ll never cheat
ohhh, here come that stevie wonder flow
yeah, you haters gotta go flee because you i’ll make it snow
plowing over compet-tion, yeah you frozen let it go
never get snowed in, call your girl, let her blow
first rap of the fall, making all you b-tches crawl
these girlies get low, from the windows to the walls
bet you got a little john, and it’s floppy like lebron
but i’m k!ller like i’m isis, better grab your quran
oh sh-t, steady dropping all these bombs
spitting fire on this beat, because i’m busy dropping napalm
and we’re sorry we won’t quit
but for now squiliam’s out, enjoy the boys for a bit

interlude: [40 year old virgin]
jay: oh, no, no, no, like detail though. did she have the pink, teeny nipples, [oh yeah]
or like the long, national geographic nipples, [long]
or the bumpy, braille nipples, the stevie wonder’s?
andy: yeah, they were nice. you know, like, when you grab a women’s breast
and it’s…you feel it, and it feels like a bag

verse 3: [spicy g]
young white kid, chilling with the palm trees
haters keep on talking but i only feel the breeze
please, because we only rap for pleasure
copy sugar hill, because this songs the greatest treasure
no longer go to church, studio my sanctuary
made it through lost woods, call me that special fairy
just like navi, i’ll show you the way
save my money for some fish, maybe i’m copying trey
we cooking in this, but we won’t ever burn the meat
come watch, stay a while, maybe even take a seat
sweet, like a ham she honey-glazed
dropping double digits but i still remain unfazed
still won’t be amazed as i’m spitting mad facts
no i don’t come from the 80’s only in this for the macs
robot out of the crew, yeah i always keep it lax
getting chilly out here, but i still spit fire tracks
it’s the last summer fling, you hear i’m there you slower to show than bing
google me, you’ll find i’m tan like i came from spring fling
no i don’t use bronzer, yeah i’m all gold everything!
[bang! so fire!]

verse 4: [backyard benj]
rapper’s wanted my cosign i’m benja
been poking your girl like i’m playing jenga
picking up the pieces, you can call me reese’s
hershey kiss your girl, ladies follow like sheepies
i took a crash course in rap, call me paul walker
over 100 plays would be a shocker
i don’t believe in fairies, no mr. crocker
not the dalai lama but i’ll unlock your chakras
crafting these hits, call me chris brown;
ray rice elevator, one hit to the crown
rap game atlantis, can’t find us, you’ll drown
call the firefighters, because we’re burning this beat down
quickscoping these noobs, totally unfazed
word playing in circles, yeah i’m leaving you dazed
rolling through dunkin donuts, pick up a dozen glazed
word play like a labyrinth, i’ll leave you amazed
no lebron flopping, you know i’m bringing the heat
can’t get into northwestern because i’ll never cheat
rap game comedian, you can call me a clown
but i’m better than j.cole, because i’ll never let nas down

outro: [40 year old virgin]
jay: hold up, hold up
answer this question: are you a virgin? are you a virgin?
andy: yeah, like not since i was 10

- the backyard boys

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