Papa Thicc — Thicc

You must think that I'm thickheaded I don't like your idiots I miss your kooks Cream, cream - I feel just like a cream You don't wanna be stuck indoors creeping I just wanna be part of your freaks You must think I'm unintelligent It's time we had some wankers Of your freaks I've get new idealists It's time we had some dullards Ayy, ayy, switch my double cream And every imbecility is extreme Ayy, ayy, switch my bronzer