-Bling-
Here we go again, prepare to meet your end
Just looked bạn up on Facebook, bạn have zero friends
This kid's a loser yo, he ain't even kissed a girl
bạn write her tình yêu letters I buy her ice and pearls
So how bạn like me now?
Even Roxanne's in the background saying 'Wow, Bling's got style'
I'm off the vàng chain
If you're a rapper why is Kris your backup dancer
Like an extra on soul train
I see your mommy and your daddy in the front row
They must be embarrassed for bạn bro
You're not a real M.C.
bạn should quit hip-hop
Now be a good bus boy and go get your mop


-Cyrus-
Bling, bạn don't wanna battle
You're the snake without the rattle
You're the thuyền without the paddle
You're the con vịt, vịt without the waddle
You're the horse without the saddle
The ranch without the cattle
The ngày without the shadow
Son, I think bạn should skedaddle, kick gravel
Sayonara punk arrivederci
What language do I have to say it in for bạn to hear me clearly
Adios amigo, you're over with, finito
This clown couldn't rap anything but my burrito


-Bling-
Kid, bạn have to hold your mommy's hand before bạn vượt qua, cross the street
bạn have to sneak out the house just to clean and sweep
And now bạn look queasy, I made him go mute
Put your camera phones up so bạn can post this on YouTube
Truth's got a screw loose he's terrified to bust
So lightweight that I can blow him over with a gust
You're weak like Seven Days, bạn deserve boo's
bạn should walk around in some high-heeled shoes ha!
bạn should rock pigtails and a skirt
You're shaking in your boots
Are your feelings getting hurt?
Well, maybe I should hurt thêm than your feelings
Maybe I should rip the roof off the theatre ceiling
Maybe bạn should start kneeling his eyes are getting misty
You're so whack, if bạn were me bạn couldn't diss me
Kissy kissy Roxanne, did bạn miss me?
I'll take bạn out to bữa tối, bữa ăn tối after I've eaten this pipsqueak
And when we're on vacation I'll let him house sit
Here's a couple of bucks, buy yourself a better outfit


-Cyrus-
bạn know what? bạn don't have a stack of cash hoặc a flashy pad
I saw bạn last week driving a taxi cab,
Your secret's out and now they know sport
We'll call bạn if we need a ride to an airport
In fact bạn can drop me off at trang chủ after this
Then bạn can take your couple bucks back but as a tip
You're playing yourself like Solitaire
Telling everyone that's here that you're a millionaire
You're not a baller, you're a phony
I bet your whole crew is a bunch of rent-a-homies
And now bạn lie in giường lonely, your persona's a façade
The only girls bạn get are in the pages of a cataloge
Here stands Lord of DaBluff
His lies were legendary till the truth made him hush
And what's funny is your truth is enough
Why'd bạn have to make up all the money and the stuff?
I guess it's easier to play the role and act hard
'Cause bạn don't have the guts to tell us who bạn really are
So bạn can keep a trophy that bạn don't deserve
I might be a bus boy but bạn just got served