Amelia Bedelia Songtext
von Adam Kane

Ooh I got it made, yeah
Amelia Bedelia
Feel like I′m one in a million
Know I won't stop till I get me a zillion
Beverage in the shade, yeah
Feel like the host of Apprentice
Let me just laugh to the bank
Grab me a plate that you know I′mma finish


Feel like Sabrina when she playin' Venus
Smokin' a baccy the size of my penis (Yeah yeah)
Helga Pataki on all these Sids
I got too blacky to know what I did (What?)
Smokin′ on some Air Bud
Watchin′ Erin Brockovich (Yeah)
When she throw that apple back
It's really hard to stop a bitch (Ooh!)
Find me in the Popeye′s
Goin Popeye eatin' all the spinach (Strong)
I don′t fuck with guns
But you know I keep them sticks like Quidditch (What?)
Acid on my tongue in the country
Shouts to Jenny Louis (Yeah!)
Suckin' down that kusher
In the bedroom like I′m Mila Kunis (Uh!)

Cook a boy up like a chicken picata (Cook!)
Team on my back, hakuna matata
Boy I'm so hot I'm like June in Nevada
I got some drip like I won the Regata (Ow!)
Should I reappear? Nah, katana
Hop out the gym and get straight to the sauna (What?)
These haters is Mama Junes I′m so Alana
Busy tonight bitch I′ll see you mañana (Bitch!)

Ooh I got it made, yeah
Amelia Bedelia
Feel like I'm one in a million
Know I won′t stop till I get me a zillion
Beverage in the shade, yeah (Wooh!)
Feel like the host of Apprentice
Let me just laugh to the bank
Grab me a plate that you know I'mma finish


These lames ain′t got no swag (None!)
It's like being cool is rocket science
You want me to fuck with you?
Hm, I′m thinking non-compliance (No way!)
Feeling like the chairman of the board (Boss. Boss)
I should work in finance
I don't really care man I'm too bored
Think I need a Vyvanse
Doja comes in clutch
Every single time your boy is tweaking (Weed!)
I′mma split a dutch
Like my parents had to split them weekends (I love y′all!)
I'mma pop these beans
Like I′m E.T. with the Reeses Pieces (Yum)
Pull up to the Preakness with the K
Turn it into Freaknik
Bitches got me fucked up (Why?)
And now I'm heated
Look into the mirror tryna fuck (Mmm)
Cuz I′m so conceited
Rest in power Marvin Gaye
Daddy kill it every day (I miss you)
Closet full of so much gator
Thought it was the everglades

Ooh I got it made, yeah
Amelia Bedelia
Feel like I'm one in a million
Know I won′t stop till I get me a zillion
Beverage in the shade, yeah (Wooh!)
Feel like the host of Apprentice
Let me just laugh to the bank
Grab me a plate that you know I'mma finish