DeMarcus Cousins & Ashley - Hobo Johnson

Ayo, dead ass

My mom’s pretty sure I’m going to be a somewhat successful rapper

I do too

I’m not a nice guy (He's not a nice guy)

I go to jail sometimes (He goes to jail sometimes)

But I am slowly getting better

Ever since a little lady wrote me such a lovely letter

I love breathing, pizza, Santa Claus and Jesus and other things that feel real

nice to believe in

I love drinking, but not enough to ever have to go to all those stupid meetings

(Let's go)

And I love you, DeMarcus Cousins and Ashley

I love you, DeMarcus Cousins and Ashley

I love you, DeMarcus Cousins and Ashley

I love you, you, you, you, you

I love you like the stars love lonely eyes, ah

On seven consecutive Friday nights

I- I love you like the dog hates the leash

And the leash loves the dog, like I love nothing else at all

I love you like the Kings love to lose

And DeMarcus Cousins loves to ask the refs what he do

Love you like my dad loved my mom

Before they realized they don’t love each other at all

I love you like the stars love lonely eyes

On seven consecutive Friday nights

I love you like the Kings love to lose

And DeMarcus Cousins loves to ask the refs what he do

I love you like Kenny loves to dance

And Kenny only loves to wear pants

I love you like bosses love to talk a lot of shit

And like getting really mad when I quit, what?

I love you like the bird hates November

Or just really really rainy windy weather

I love you like America loves to fuck things up

And cops love to do things that are super unnecessary

Really look into the real history America has fucking caused a lot of problems

for the general world

I love you like the stars love lonely eyes

On seven consecutive Friday nights

I love you like the Kings love to lose

And DeMarcus Cousins loves to ask the refs what he do

Ashley, I miss you, so much

So much dude

Fuck I don’t even know what to say

Umm, yep I miss your face