Michael Christmas - Michael Cera lyrics

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I think I'm Michael Cera I might be Jonah Hill

I might be awkward still I might be out to kill

I might be at the arty

Tryna score with a whore named Becca

Only had 2 shots and I'm throwing up liquor

George Michael Jr she gone let me smash

Maybe after she see the video for Daily

After she see the money I ain't making

After she see the way I make my bacon

Smooth nigger rapping?

That's not me I could lose my car keys

Faster than Nando moving pianos

Ugh y'all could still get duffed like McLovin

I'm hard cousin y'all some egg McMuffins

Something, something nigger I ain't bluffing

Always money in the business that banana stand budget

Did you get that you didn't?

Well then you didn't listen

I think I'm Michael Cera

I think I'm Michael Cera

I think I'm Michael Cera

I think I'm Michael Cera

Verse 2 coming with that OE brew

Or a miller with my nigger a Buster got the juice

Gangan got enough L to serve the troops

She turn up more than me

We turn up more than you

They say I'm off that candy for your nose

But what do you suppose

Losing all my major roles

It's like if Michael Christmas one day

Wasn't booked for shows

Imagine Suplex Steve not jumping off the fucking ropes

Head bussin like Bone Crusher you bone suckers

Could never stop me

Just steal the stream and watch me

And as I practice using all this force in my garage

Having dreams bout throwing Maeby

Mixed with Ann in menage

4 bars hotter than songs by doing the most Jones

Rolling stoned getting messages like I got 4 phones

Hair grown I'm a man homes

Tryna bone bad bitches then I'm gone

I think I'm Michael Cera

I think I'm Michael Cera

I think I'm Michael Cera

Nigger I'm super bad sup-super bad aye

Nigger I'm super bad sup-super bad aye

Nigger I'm super bad sup-super bad aye

Nigger I'm super bad sup-super bad aye

Nigger I'm super bad sup-super bad aye

Nigger I'm super bad sup-super bad aye