[Hook: Noora Noor]
If you're feeling Stoopid
Feel the shit we move it
If you think you're cupid
Don't be afraid just do it
If you're feeling fruity
Come on shake your booty
With your fake ass do it oh yeah

[Verse 1: The Loudmouf Choir]
Talk about this that and the third
We dissing you wack nerd
The lyrics out your hand and piss on you wack nerds
I'm crazy, fucked up, broke and lazy
Trying to make normal friends but all of them hate me
Fuck everybody else
I'm only filling myself
Eat a lot of fat and sugar I'm killing my health
We trying building out well
It ain't going that well
Matter of fact it's going straight down to hell
Yo we claiming we street smart
Even though we step on stage lookin like retards
We are
Loudmouf cool, clean and handsome
Even though we look like jerks the ladies loves 'em

[Hook: Noora Noor]

(You now you want some)

[Verse 2: The Loudmouf Choir]
My shit, My shit
Hot like the oven get
We eat a lot of McDonalds
But we ain't loving it
Keep shoving shit and sound wack but you just did
But then again he probably can't help it cause he just can't
I'mma call her bitch mommy a ma'
Cause I don't want her to be my mother
Understand that pa'
I'm in my car straight doing delivery
Thinking I'm a star but don't nobody remember me
Some years back my shit was wack
Hooked up with Loudmouf
Now we on the right track motherfucker
Yeah so keep listening
Baby rappers make me feel all like (?) citizens
Them suckers on our jock even though we're dissing 'em
We're still trying to sell rap funk
Still fishermen
Shit that ain't smart
And I'm still trying to sell tracks but nobody listening

[Hook: Noora Noor] (x2)