Ahahaha

dancer sexy

Is this a good fake laugh?

Yo.

He he he he he

It's Uggie Uggs

I got voice and speech problems

Parody of Problem

My name is Ariana Grande

I'm an anime carto-o-o-oon

I don't know what to do with my hands

Because I can't dance

That's why I brought these dudes

Here's my horny sadface

It's hella creepy

Because I look like I'm eleven

And in a pageant

With Honey Boo-Boo

This is my warm-up that shows off my high notes

Chorus is coming, build to a crescendo

Got one small secret to tell you

I got laryngitis and can't do

That epic chorus I promised you

You just killed a perfect pop song

I was out late partyin' til two

So sorry to disappoint you

I could stay and whisper it for you

Well I guess that was better than nothin'

That's fifty dollars for a t-shirt

Get out of here Macklemore!

Sorry! Thought I heard my hook.

This is the song of the summer

And that's a bummer

'Cause it kinda blows

But all you kids are gonna buy it

Because you liked all

My shitty shows

Ponytail is too tight

It pulls back my eyes

It's makin' me look kinda crazy

And kinda Asian

But it's my one hairdo

Everyone's saying I'm the next Mariah

But I'm not an old mess

And I can sing higher

I'll touch my face 'cause it looks cool

I'm not really sure what else to do

But I want to stay and support you

Just go home you sound like Gollum

Okay I actually feel sick

And again so sorry about this

Just give my rap to the white chick

Well that's one less one less paycheck

Wait

I'm not getting paid for this?

Hold on

'Scuse me sir

Big booty Betty bustin' out some bubbalicious bling

I ain't got the slightest clue

What the hell I'm saying

My voice is a cross between a baby & Biggie & Bane

For the hundredth time

No I'm not actually

Marlon Wayans

My first name is Iggy, my last name's Azalea

Nah I ain't from the hood

I'm actually Australian

I'm huffin' and puffin' and bluffin'

Just fillin' up the space

This is the vocal equivalent of blackface

They say I'm ridic, a chick version of Pitbull

I would say that's accurate

So you can't call me Titbull

How much wood would a woodchuck if it could chuck wood

I got 99 verses but they ain't that good

You got white girl rhymin' problems

Yeah, I know that, however

I got street cred 'cause of my bum

I'm going to end with a pitch humans can't hear

It will make blood come right out of you dog's ears

I can do the whispering for you

The Dark Knight has come to the rescue

You won't ever have to say thank you

Shouldn't you be back in Gotham?

He disappeared!

Yeah he do that! - from time to time.

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