[Intro:] 
 Ricky Shabazz... I hate you 
 I hate you 
    Yeah!   
 Let's Go...   
 [Rap:] 
 If it ain't about boobies, then I ain't part of that 
 Rocksmith wear, Louis belts, and starter caps 
 I be from where spaceships come, where craters are, where Martians at 
 "Screw you guys, I'm going home" 
 I'm Eric Cartman 
 When I'm chillin' in a hoopty 
 Rolling like the finest 
 Address me as your Highness 
 Boy I'm sicker than a sinus 
 When I'm reclinin' 
 Kind of fine with the fact that I'm ridin' peaceful 
 Timeless as time goes by 
 When it's empty I get a refill 
 What's the deal with you? 
 Sorry, what's the deal with me? 
 Shinin' like a silver peace 
 Hot girls wanna chill with D 
 But they only like me for my bill 
 Like they're Hilary 
 I Hit a chick like Giggity 
 'Till she's killed, like her chivalry 
 Haters threat and groom me please 
 Your something like my bill receipts 
 Over due 
 Sorry dude, I'm up in little Italy 
 Swerbin' up spaghetti 
 With Sicilians that be in to me 
 Cause, I'm so decorated and lit up, Mr.Christmas-Tree 
 And everytime I hit the beat 
 I'm something like a legend, gah 
 Call me Mr.Pryde 
 Address me as the upper echelon 
 And every time I mess a song 
 I wreck with any texter phone 
 I call any instrumental, my PS aresison 
 So, I'm gettin' on 
 So timeless 
 I kill it by the summer 
 While you stupid teeny-boppers 
 Always live your life on Tumblr 
 Sucka 
 Now bring that fat butt back 
 And baby let me put a flag on that... (put a flag on that) 
 Flagship