Phantom of the Opera lyrics

[Verse 1]
This part of Washington only breeds the bad apples
I got a bad b*tch married in a black chapel
I got a fat b*tch married her in White Castle
Congratulations as*h*le f*ck your graduation tassel
My mind warped so a n*gga move in warp speed
For that dough I torpeed more trees
Your b*tch tryna kick it, guess she gon' score a three
I'm horny so I sent her home with sore knees
Like whore, please, cop the fit with my court fees
The black Zach but I lack a Lark Vorhies
Swangin' from my chain like some motherf*ckin' door keys
Normal sex bores me, I only dig orgies
Slept on ignored me now they can't afford me
Wasn't checkin' for me now them same b*tches adore me
But that's another story now back to watchin' Maury
Wasn't rootin' for me 'til they heard For The Glory
Man these n*ggas corny

[Hook]
n*gga look at me, I'm the Phantom of the Opera
Jack sl*ts, wax up, I'm crackin' up at these wack f*cks
n*ggas pushin' keys like a Phantom of the Opera
Get hacked up, back trunk, I'm laughing back in my black tux
Mask on your face like a Phantom of the Opera
Bad b*tches we snatch 'em up, got em lappin' up, better wrap 'em up
Felt like a sheiza he a Phantom 'til they got ya
That maui wowie that pack a punch, try actin' tough and we'll snatch your lunch
[Verse 2]
Born premature
A Prima donna
Drunk in Tijuana blacked out yelling Team Rihanna
Every time she cross my mind I need to find some clean pajamas
I wear that pus*y out, on mommas, that's commas
Your girl play with my stick like analog
Cause I stick out, her n*gga like camouflage
I'm with Amanda Knox, lip syncing Diana Ross
Sweet mahogany, monogamy is comedy
She comin' on to me, I crumble like economies
Hit her with that straight face, followin' lobotomies
I think they scared of being fly like la bamba be
I'm at Bahama breeze blowin' on Bahama weed
In elementary I used to pinch my momma's trees
So when they mention me it's followed up by evil deeds
Ben Segal, slouched back in a regal key
Barbarian, Hennessy's my medieval mead

[Hook]

[Outro]
You don't come to my friend's house, with your faggot friends, breaking windows, making a mess. Here's what's gonna happen: (?). You're gonna apologize to all these people and you're gonna get on your bikes and pedal your ugly asses out of here. We're gentlemen, so we're gonna give you the choice

Yeah, you can leave in peace
Or you can stay and die