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We're back to the average day with Blaine and Shane: arriving at the red carpet with Puma Tony (Nyquill of Royal Illete.) Glitz and Glam rap...
lyrics
[Puma Tony]
Ok, I came outside, and you know what you need to do:
You need to hold the photos, Puma only poses for money,
switchblades and cuff links...ain't shit funny...
I sell booze to Tom Cruise for risky business, while
passing people information on mafia hit lists.
You dress simple don't even follow us in, with your
tired-ass ways, and how your dull day is spent. Mine is
filled with cheap thrills and long massages, while
yours is filled with cleaning gutters and garages.
Red carpet treatment no matter where I'm at, three
separate wine rooms in my uptown flat, David
Bowie of fashion and narcotics, with a
huge assortment of shoes, ties and watches,
brandy and scotch kits, fiberglass optics, so
what makes you think I won't spend obnoxious? You
must've forgotten that this NancyBoy is hot, started
off on the runway, selling bags of pot.
[hook]
The red rolls out, when we stroll out...
How many Nancys does it take to be the best,
and what type of excellence do you expect?
The red rolls out, when we stroll out...
work out, get your arm strong like Lance, but
if you have to ask, you'll never be Nance,
The red rolls out, when we stroll out...
How many licks do you think it would take, to
get your girl to come as my date?
The red rolls out, when we stroll out...
not a lot, cause she's a whore, deep-
throating by the time she reaches four,
[Blaine Zapain]
So many people obsessed with celebrity,
someone's gotta do it, I guess it best be me.
'Like what's your sign?' I'm like, 'man, you're dull,'
the only stars in my eyes were the camera bulbs,
swimming like nachos in lots of hot cheese, I
love my music, the mamas and the paparazzi, like
when I was in that electrolysis accident,
all the body hair below my neck, (whoa!) there it went.
It's not all bad being a bald man, then again,
once in awhile, Andy Dick's like, 'what's happening?'
No! You're not touching me like the last guy.
Move, or pretty soon you'll need another glass eye!
I pulled out nine lines, they thought a glock sprayed.
Shit, I've been doing this since last time you got laid,
I can tell by that old smell, and don't
tell me I'm not hot, (no shit) I'm cold as hell!
[hook]
The red rolls out, when we stroll out...
How many Nancys does it take to be the best,
and what type of excellence do you expect?
The red rolls out, when we stroll out...
work out, get your arm strong like Lance, but
if you have to ask, you'll never be Nance,
The red rolls out, when we stroll out...
How many licks do you think it would take, to
get your girl to come as my date?
The red rolls out, when we stroll out...
not a lot, cause she's a whore, deep-
throating by the time she reaches four,
[Shane Westerhoff-Schultz]
What's your sign girl, are you a Cancer?
Yeah, you can call me Zoolander, it's
Shane, from West California,
where the women are nice and the breasts are hornier,
I like to do the cornucopia of lyrics, do it
fearless like the NancyBoys and try to catch the spirit.
I was the head of the poms team,
when I went to Principia, life was green,
smoked a lot of dope and now I have a lot of hope, because I
get on the runway and go 'okeydoke.'
Here we go, 'round and 'round like a circle,
back in high school, I got teased like Erkle.
Now I'm the prettiest man alive,
look deep into my baby blue eyes...
It's the man, Shane Westerhoff with the plan,
for president, my man, let's jam...
[hook]
credits
from
NANCY,
track released April 20, 2010
Rappers:
Puma Tony, Blaine Zapain and Shane Westerhoff-Schultz
Produced by Amiri, recorded, mixed and mastered by Jonathan Toth from Hoth
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