Pop Radio lyrics - Asher Roth

[Verse 1:]

Bruce hit me up, quarter past a digit

Had the freakin' fortitude to ask me if I'm with it

(Are you with it?)

Well of course, yeah, I'm sure, are you kidding

I mean, it's only fitting, shit, I do it for a living

When you sing a song in sixpence, pocket full of rye

Mr. Breadwinner, take a slice of humble pie

Sit on down and listen, you won't have to wonder why

Hit Atlantis in the spring, spend my summers out in Oz

On that bawitdaba da bang da bang

Man, it's so strange, we all came from orangutans

Now we got names, shiny things and blang a blangs

Stay in your lane, young man, don't you change a thing

We gonna get high if you wanna, it's your birthday party

Now I ride in Excursions and I call shotty

Bang tat, slang slap, entertain with the brain rap

Wanted new frames and engraved, you should arrange that

Great Danes guard the strains and the rain stash

Ain't playin' games, paid in cash with the grain stack

Stay black, wait, let me rephrase that

Give it to you straight, never stray, let 'em play that

[Hook:]

Pop radio

Pop radio

Pop radio

Hear us comin', now they runnin' for the door

[Verse 2:]

Lock, stock, two barrels, smokin' a stogie

You call it a sub, my homies call it a hoagie

Turn around like we just did the Hokey Pokey

Low key flow, rope-a-dope, keep it grown, Steve Aoki

I was OED Chanel and cheap Chanel

Jeez, at least release the beats with Pharrell

I mean, for real, you just peace and leave your cell

Took the keys from Alicia, even Beast kiss and tell

That's the bell, beauty owned by Drew Hill

Got them red shells ready and I'm comin' for the kill

If that plan fails, well then shit, you front the bill

If they drop me from the label, I'll be [?] for a mil

Skills, never leavin' home without 'em

Lost them in the couch, looked around, and then I found them

Make your momma proud, make your father even prouder

Play the newest Roth, make the volume even louder

Like, at the pool, all the kids will call me Powder

Cause my skin is the same color as clam chowder

Branch out, I'll splatter your grey matter

When I'm late for a date

Drink tea with the Sane Hatter

[Hook]

Pearly Gates lyrics - Asher Roth

[Verse 1: Asher Roth]

Yo they thought I made a million dollars off I Love College

Got a model, full ride them then retire to Bahamas

I probably should've, my goodness, no idea what I have put up with

Bunch of lame excuses from the suits up in the music biz

Listen to what Q-Tip said, "game it be the shadiest"

Keepers at the gate, what it take for you to play my shit?

I've been super patient, watching dudes get in my lane

But let's be honest for a second, we all know we're not the same

And I know just what you think, this wonder is one hit

It's a product or a baraka I promise it's not it

No verse that I ain't rip

With words that you can't script

We all know who did it first, it just hurts you to admit

I've been shitted on, spit up on, dissed and forgotten

Rick Ross can be a cop, Drake started from the bottom

No offense, I don't want to start a problem but come on

All I ever did was tell you I was champ in beer pong

I don't want to live forever but sure hope it lasts long

Never underestimate the power of a rap song

Never following a fad, I create a platform

Have a son and leave him something, hopeful he can pass on like

[Hook: x3]

We're here to stay and never ever going away, right?

[Verse 2:]

Keep my foot up on the gas, now I'm never going back off

Now they're saying, "Ash, yo that mother fuckers back dog."

Sure, had it in my palm but I had to let it go

Some may say I'm wrong, but it's the only way I could grow

Most don't understand this entire thing is out control

No matter how it's going down, always have to let them know

Kids eat your vegetables, stretch, wear your SPF

Give 110% work until it's nothing left

I refuse, but I confess

Wanted me to keep them dumb

Get them stoned, get them drunk

I'm supposed to let them dunk?

Nah fuck that, man I'm jumping up to stuff that

Even if that means I'm getting stuck with just a buss pass

Bucks keep the money, I love the feeling of hungry

101 and running from the city it's always sunny

I'm cunning and funny, something you can never take from me

I know you feel it coming, mummy didn't raise a dummy

Love me hate me call me crazy no matter what they rate me

Or how serious they take me, what the labels try to make me

Man I know that I'm amazing, I'll prove it just you wait

And I'll never have a problem when I reach the pearly gates like

[Hook]

Monday Free lyrics - Asher Roth

[Verse:]

Hey yo, balls to the wall, man

You softies can't stop me

Ever since I learned golf and some origami, originally

I was not always this so savvy

I learned the tricks to all the systems trekking Abu Dhabi

Not too shabby, top them off when I got speed

Debacle when I boggle Doctor Roth was in the lobby

Tikky talky, tacky falls across the middle

My center fielder skill is real

I dive and steal your single

My single never came out 'cause I was way to baked out

Fuck it, man, I'm straight now

Hit me on that PayPal

Give me what you make, don't make me have to take the stake out

You're making a mistake, for goodness sake

Just take the lake house, fake out

65 000 pounds of gun powder, kung pow

Dumb down, the doofus always talks loud

Don't you know we stupid?

We don't hearing what you talk 'bout

Acting like the new kid who just moved in from across town

Hawked out, who goes, emperor got new clothes

Got 'em in Croatia while I'm hanging out with Kukoc

Two Cokes, one Sprite, two hoes, one dyke

I think you said that you could flow

But dude, there's only one mic

So run like the wind, a fun life with sins

My bum likes the sun light

But some mice is men, so come right

Don't come, no time for that ho hum

Thumb suck but, but, paddy face

Know what? We gonna keep it moving

We don't listen to numbnuts

Showing some improvement but your jewels is always untucked

Some putz, no guts, relying on their dumb luck

Why you only standing there?

Get down to come up, what?

A-One lyrics - Asher Roth

Holy goof, who gon' do it if it's not me?

Oh it's only you, whoopdie do who gon' stop me?

Linking up with Tek in Cincinnati

Steady rocking rhymes while you talk Illuminati

Child please, steaming hot steady making broccoli

Sugar snap peas, better piece what I'm sprouting

Bounce b like we going out with no house keys

Leave 'em like wow, so wow, don't know how he

[?] be proud freaking speak loudly

Can't figure out, go try to seek therapy

Hourly, rate is like 15 for fakes,

Got 16s for real, a big screen in space

And Brooke Shields so real I can almost lick her face

A slicker Navy Seal, I ain't slippin' 'til it's safe

One more sip and I can taste it, notice the concentration

Got that fresh juice, it's the end of conversation

Forget about it, it's stellar talent, he's well around it

A better challenge an entire planet he been around it

Get your calendar counting up all the men who doubted

Friends that matter don't flatter you they just get the pound

Gather around it's astounding I quickly think it's crowded

The highly touted get routed without a set to salvage

Since it's valid, I'm setting aside the Caesar salad.

Instead of violence I keep the balance and clean my palette

This is Allen in game one when they won

Tyronn Lue, you lose but hope you stay strong

Take the rapping way back into where it came from

You say you stacking my tracks but couldn't name one

Stay hungry, stay cool, play dumb

Skip school and break rules, it's way fun

Grey Goose with Jesus and his gay son

Phase two, it's steak juice; A1

Blurred Lines lyrics - Asher Roth

[Chorus:]

I know you want it

You're a good girl

Can't let it get past me

You far from plastic

Talkin bout getting blasted

I hate these blurred lines

I know you want it

I know you want it

I know you want it

But you're a good girl

The way you grab me

Must wanna get nasty

Go ahead, get at me

[Verse:]

Come on girl, why you do me this way?

I'll be good, and I can promise you I'll behave

And don't be rude, I like the way you grooving and sway

When you grooving and you movin the booty shake

And truly it's great

Tell me baby, where do you stay?

Oh you wanna get a room? You know I really relate

I said we get it unless it's cool, we gon call it a day

Or we can go up to my room and play how good do you taste

You like that hopin I bite back

While you play games I be skippin the side class

When you change lanes and you wishin it might crash

You runnin red lights like you know that ain't right Ash

Fo show I be keepin it lowkey

But you me giggling and sendin them OG's

Go and give a little, can you give me some more please?

Them hoes always trippin, all the homies is like preach!

I picture you in a slow breeze

Hair flowin, skirt going over them berk knees

Then you show us a dime and I'm like oh jeez

You so sweet, lookin like you starred in the O.C.

I think I'm startin to OD

Lines that I'm seein woulda started to grow week

The boundaries are given me a startin to fold

This is the friend zone, no no somebody can pull me up

[Bridge:]

Baby, can you breathe?

I got this from Jamaica

It always works for me

Dakota to Decatur

No more pretending (hey hey hey)

'Cause now you winnin (hey hey hey)

Yes I be getting it (hey hey hey)

[Chorus:]

I always wanted a good girl

I know you want it

I know you want it

I know you want it

You're a good girl

Can't let it get past me

You far from plastic

Talkin bout getting blasted

I hate these blurred lines

I know you want it

I know you want it

I know you want it

But you're a good girl

The way you grab me

Must wanna get nasty

Go ahead, get at me

Girl Scout Cookies lyrics - Asher Roth

[Hook x2:]

I want your girl scout cookies

Gimme them, gimme them, gimme them

Gimme them, gimme them, gimme them

Gimme them, gimme them

Go girl, go girl scout [x4]

Go girl, go go

[Verse 1:]

Lil' thin mint, thin mist, thin mist

Thin hip, thick tits, yes yes yes yes

I wanna lick where the wind miss

Hit, miss, hit list

Hey kid, sit this one out

Got a number from one to ten

How many friends you should bring to this thing

With my thing, and we sing

And we drink, and I wink, and I think

That we got a little bottle we should spin

Let it sink in

The spell never ends at twelve

Sorry Cinderella, tell your man, oh well

We can do a dinner over at the inn, won't tell

I highly recommend we at the inn hotel

Oh hell no, kid I won't sell

I just meet 'em on the internet and hope it goes well

Blow Ls and a little Nutella

Come milk me like Samoa

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]

Boom biggity boom da bomb biggy

The long lingerie tong thing sure is stringy

Why don't you take it off, you know we won't need it

Rock the boat though, she float like Aaliyah

No kidding, no, but no really

The shit that I spit from my dick is so sticky

No biggy though, I know a trick

If you go like this, it'll make it go quick

So, hocus pocus, focus, focus

Throw the throat it though, stroke it, stroke it

Slow poke, it go like eatin' okie

Oke a dokey artichoke, [?] open

Go slow though, never love a ho

Never know [?]

[Hook]

Freaks lyrics - Asher Roth

[Verse 1: Asher Roth]

That booty poppin' you doing making me kind of hard

You ever thought about movies? I think you'd be a star

I used to watch scrambled porn alone in the basement

But I don't watch anymore, nah girl I make it

So let's get naked, you can meet my O-face

Think my parents home so we should head on back to your place

You can tie me up, probably wouldn't make a peep

You like anal beads? Yeah the safety word is "jamboree"

You can't handle me

50 shades of Sasha Grey

Multiply by Tory Lane

Times it by a Jenna Haze

What can I say? Hey, you fulfill my fantasy

Candles lit, sittin' sucking dick under the canopy

I can dress like Santa, shit on you like Human Centipede

Go and show that fanny, don't you try and be romantic please

I'm talkin' spittin' and chokin', rippin it open

Till it's drippin' down your throat and runnin' in slow motion

[Hook x4: Nicki Minaj]

I've got my freaks, I've got my freaks got my got my freaks

I've got my freaks, got my freaks

[Verse 2: Asher Roth]

Those blonde bitches with a gap in their teeth

And Daisy Duke shorts showing off a little cheek

I wanna pillow fight and roll you up inside the sheets

Smoke you like a spliff of California's finest weed

Red heads in white tees

Wearing no bra, showing off the perky little beads

I love it when you're freezing and those nipples start to peek

Try unique positions, so can you hold my feet?

Snapchats a fat ass, smack smack off the glass like a bad pass

She has pierced ears and pierced lips

Pierced tongue, pierced nips and pierced clit

That's weird shit, but it's all good

Do your thing, baby, like a freaky girl should

Everybody knows it ain't as easy as it looks

Personally, see I just wanna fuck

I'm talking 'bout

[Hook]

Fuck Up Da Fun lyrics - Asher Roth

Who want it?

Who-who want it?

3-4-5 in the door for 20

Tell grandma I'm a need more money

Gonna catch you wide eye little Steve bull shitting

Ready, steady, chase like I'm shitting

Gotta make a move like I need a new tenant

Started with a tomb and the whole room pegging out

One two school, that is one too many

Ready ready, now I'm gonna sweat it

Keep me outside, I'm a come back dreading

When I think bright's why, now what

Bullet, bullet, bang bang bullet

Look at that rang, gonna slice that bullet

Wanna gang bang, want a pink thing

Call it with a big gang bang with strains like a mullet

Mullet mullet, boy looking here

One time boy he's boarding the gym

Whatcha got for, what's important to the gym

I'm imported by Jordan recording the gym

Cork to the wind, cork to the grim

Enjoying the cord and store to the Zen

Thought I adorned the store young men

When you thrive when I work New York in a cent

Down in the South I'm browsing about

In the times I'm bound to cow to a mouse

[?]

4000 an ounce

Now's for the [?] stick around for the fowl

Arousing around, you could tell how I tell

And I bump 2-3-4-5 and result

Shout this out

Let's go in

You know what I'm [?] to the floor

With two left foot

I stand with a sword making nuance cut

Making men on the shore, got his two bands cup

God damn so pure only two bump chop

No Zanax the poor I don't blast up

I'm a Santa sword, blood lust

Rock friends and you do that up

Too messed up

Understand it's a shame your friend's a no no

Me and these rap games

It's like C and Coco

Waiting for the shows doing jams and go go

For those who don't know it

It was ropes and gobo

Houses go broke, but the blot don't know

Show's a bozo, but oh you do do do

You so low but impose the grope low

You blow flow, I flow pro bono

You two don't getcha confused

I bruise if you bruise

You bruise like prune juice

Lose a tooth proof

And all you proof truth

'Cause all this new bruise

And rooter's new bruise they do like who's who

And boobs is what I do

Do enthusiast and movies when I come through

Show the true me in and evolution

Tell me the truth now me and [?]

We're gonna be rude

And fought over a dog

Thanks a lot dog and when they say you a frog

Ask a shot making strangers say

Then take our best men and lay them up in the sun

Ain't never saw a parade in a thong

And I pray for the day these stripes in the sun

Changing the game then thank when I'm gone

One thing straight and I'm great when I'm yours

Hella strong

Pretty huge biceps

Actin Up lyrics - Asher Roth (feat. Rye Rye, Justin Bieber, Chris Brown)

[Hook: Asher Roth]

Bass loud, hands up, I don't really give a fuck

They say I ain't old enough but I be young and acting up

Acting, acting up

Acting, acting up

They say I ain't old enough but I be young and acting up

Go go [x4]

[Verse 1: Asher Roth]

Here I go

Yeah yo, what's the scenario?

Can't understand, what you staring for?

Like you've never seen a white boy dance before, but

Damn she fine

That's one chick I can stand behind

Play in my field like a dandelion

Put it all on 'til you can't decide

What's it gon' be?

You, me, her, her, her, you, me

Girl, go beserk, gotta beat 'em with a tree

Go ahead, fall back, [?] boy gon' breathe

Ease off, back up, I'm about to act up

Floating, sipping, having fun, cause I be young and acting up

Acting, acting up

Acting, acting up

They say I ain't old enough but I be young and acting up

[Hook: Asher Roth]

[Verse 2: Rye Rye]

So I walked in the club with a dope hairdo

Checking my fresh, everything brand new

Sexy old dude, saying "who's you?"

You do me, and I'm a do you

What what, what you talkin about with it

Man fall back, I'm just chillin'

Hate when they check for a bad-bad bitch

Gotta have respect for my bad habits,

P-p, now pass me the tree

I'm a get wild, I'm a nail you to me

Pull out the camera and shoot me a links

Cause I'm a act up, sweetie pie, what you think?

Go insane in the membrane, [?]

[?] slang, come and hang with a real name

[?]

Badder than a m-, MJ level

Face down, ass up, skinnys on, dirty Chucks

Showing off, I'm a swag it up

Good girl gone bad, grab my bud

[Hook: Asher Roth]

[Verse 3: Justin Bieber]

19 year old and I gotta act up

Cause I'm so so fly, yeah I'm so fly

And I don't know why, really know I, go so wow, till the bass goes oh my

Oh I, I gotta slow it down

Yeah I'm on the loose, and I won't stop now

Cause I go so loud, and I go so wow

So you better watch out cause I'm oh so ahh

I'm on some risky business

I like women and French kisses

Mama told do the dishes but I'm here catching fishes

Cause I'm still young and acting up

Girls on my mind, so I still mack up

They see the money, see the money, rack up, till the walls dark green, cause I'm stacking up

Bass loud, hands up, I don't really give a fu-

They say I ain't old enough but I be young and acting up

Acting, acting up

Acting, acting up

They say I ain't old enough but I be young and acting up

[Verse 4: Chris Brown]

Yikes, I guess I'm macking up

I'm about to go in, let me wrap it up

Young old school like Gallagher

But I'm a call these shots, caliber

What it is JB, my Ray-Bans in my jacket might give you rabies

My chain heavy, give it to the ladies

Hold up, hold up, watch 'em go crazy

Chilling with Asher Roth

Girls let me touch, cause their ass is soft

Yes I'm a score with them basketballs

She gon' give it up, I don't pass at all

My crew neck match my two-step

I just had group sex on my new jet

So many pretty girl, I'm like "who's next?"

So drunk all my white friends like, "Do it!"

Jeans off, back up, I'm about to act up

Smoking, drinking, having fun, cause I be young and acting up

Acting, acting up

Acting, acting up

They say I ain't old enough but I be young and acting up

[Hook: Asher Roth]

Lil Butt lyrics - Asher Roth

[Hook]

Hey little butt, I need you so much

Ooo just a touch, of that little butt

[Verse]

Girl you must be dreaming

Thinking that a big old donkey butt, is what I needing

Floppy cellulite, so misleading

This tiny chick of mine, don’t you mind if I am peaking?

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

Big old butts, you so old news

I’m looking for a Mini Coupe, not a caboose or a moose

I just need a handful, type of butt tight enough to light a candle

With a match, like an air tight bubble

So clean I bet you, don’t have a butt hole

Butt cheeks, they’ve both got character

Picture book butt, I be the narrator

I wanna take it on a leash to the carnival

I wanna put it on the wall like a [?]

I wanna put it on my plate with some olive oil

Boyder Doggie

I love you

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Yo little butt, itty bitty butt, many many butt

Give a touch when I give a hug it don’t wiggle much

Yeah them bigger butts when they get a [?]

Look ridiculous, just a bunch of bumps like it’s bit by bugs

Butt, you’re like it a tight concise sentence

That says, “Yes I ride bikes and I like tennis”

Take my penis, put it in the crevice

Of those little buns with some onion and a little lettuce singing

[Hook]