Willy Wonka

Lyrics

Damn, I been walkin' through so many dreams, man, goddamn Damn, it smell good in here *sniff* Is this mint flavored grass? No, no I'm not, no way, no- I'm in the chocolate factory? He-, hey, hey, what are you doing here? You're ruining my candies, my marination time Uh, are- are those shoe-, do you have shoes on in here? Oh god, no Damn, my boy [?] rude I'm sorry, I didn't have no time to dream up no Maison Margiela's, sheesh You better be lucky I mess with your movies Johnny Depp I would have been shoving these [?] shoes in ya ass right now bruh First of all mister, I am not Johnny Depp I am the real Willy Wonka, not that half-brained, fake representation of a crackheaded British wank of a man Now I would suggest you to leave now, please, leave Boy, stop, I am here lookin' for Pooka but now I'm on your ass I bet you crush up Smarties and snort 'em to get a sugar rush, don't you? Ugly ass, big hat, lame ass What, st- stop, stop talking about me, stop, you leave me no choice Oompa Loompa's, kill that dreamwalker Oh shit, haha, oh shit, I'm finna step on these- nah, nah, I gotta look for Pooka Aight, I'm out, I'm out, I'm out, I'm out, I'm out, just show me the way, and I'm out