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Were Clownin

[Intro]
Yo, yo, yo, check the mic, it’s live, it’s hot

[Verse 1]
I’m flippin’ pancakes in my flip-flops, whoops, they flop,
Syrup’s on my kicks, now I’m stickin’ when I bop.
Neighbor’s cat’s outside, starin’ like he’s judgin’ me,
I wink back, he hiss, yo, that feline’s got beef!
My Wi-Fi’s actin’ shy, it’s dodgin’ my connection,
Tryna stream my shows, but it’s ghostin’ my affection.
I’m rappin’ in my PJs, got crumbs on my shirt,
Spit a rhyme so wild, make the room do a twirl!

[Chorus]
Ha-ha, we’re clownin’, keep the giggles on blast,
This beat’s got that bounce, make your chuckles last!
From the block to the stars, we’re silly, no cap,
Throw your hands in the air for this ridiculous rap!

[Verse 2]
I tried to dance like Mike, but I tripped on my laces,
Face-planted in the yard, now I’m kissin’ daises.
My grandma’s in the back, she’s freestylin’ with ease,
Droppin’ bars ‘bout her bingo and her favorite grilled cheese.
I bought a pet goldfish, named him Sir Bubbles-a-Lot,
He’s swimmin’ in circles, think he’s plottin’ a plot.
My phone autocorrects, turnin’ “yo” to “yogurt,”
Now my crew’s like, “Bruh, you snackin’ or you hurt?”

[Breakdown]
[Beat slows, bass thumps, crowd claps in rhythm]
Ayo, everybody, let’s get dumb for a sec,
Make a face like you stepped on a Lego, no stress!
Laugh it out, scream it loud, let the good vibes stack,
Now back to the bars, ‘cause this track’s got no slack!

[Verse 3]
I’m at the drive-thru, tryna order some fries,
But the speaker’s like, “Sir, we only got pies!”
I’m like, “Bet, gimme apple,” but they hand me a sock,
Now I’m munchin’ on lint, yo, this joint’s off the clock!
My dog’s got a side-eye, he’s schemin’ on my pizza,
I turn for one second, he’s a four-legged geezer.
He’s chewin’ with swagger, like he paid for the slice,
I’m like, “Bruh, you’re my dog, but you livin’ too nice!”

[Interlude]
Yo, what’s good? It’s your boy, just vibin’,
Spittin’ jokes so slick, keep the whole squad smilin’!
Let’s switch it up, bring the heat, no pause,
This rap’s so goofy, it’s breakin’ all laws!

[Verse 4]
I’m joggin’ in the park, tryna flex for the ‘Gram,
But a squirrel steals my phone, now he’s postin’ like, “BAM!”
He’s got my followers wild, they think I’m goin’ nuts,
Lil’ furry dude’s viral, he’s dancin’ with his struts.
I tried to bake a cake, but I burned down the stove,
Fire alarm’s rappin’ better than my flows.
My cousin’s in the back, he’s laughin’ ‘til he cries,
Says my cookin’s so bad, it’s a crime in disguise!

[Chorus]
Ha-ha, we’re clownin’, keep the giggles on blast,
This beat’s got that bounce, make your chuckles last!
From the block to the stars, we’re silly, no cap,
Throw your hands in the air for this ridiculous rap!

[Verse 5]
I’m rockin’ mismatched socks, one’s polka, one’s plaid,
Lookin’ like a thrift store exploded, ain’t mad!
My barber went rogue, gave me a mullet by mistake,
Now I’m business in the front, party at the lake!
I tried to moonwalk smooth, but I slipped on a banana,
Crowd’s like, “Yo, you wild,” I’m like, “Pass me a bandana!”
I’m wipin’ off the shame, but I’m grinnin’ ear to ear,
This rap’s so absurd, it’s the anthem of the year!

[Outro]
[Beat fades, crowd cheers, faint kazoo in the background]
Ayo, we out, but the laughs don’t stop,
Keep it silly, keep it real, let your weirdness pop!
From the corner to the cosmos, we’re goofy, no doubt,
This track’s a straight circus, peace, we out!