drop the mic - boy george vs. laverne cox lyrics
[round 1: boy george]
laverne, laverne, i thought you were dope
but you’re the poster child for giving up hope
that thing on netflix, someone get me sag
she can’t act her way out of a paper bag
you’re a gemini ho with a taurus moon
enjoy your fifteen seconds, it’ll be over soon
i was rulin’ the world while you were on your back
face it, laverne, orange is the new wack
[round 1: laverne cox]
looked up to boy george when i was way younger
who knew i’d grow up and steal all of his thunder
but i’ll be honest, in the eighties, you was gorge’
but now you’re less “boy” and more “old man” george
not gonna lie, yo, this is a thrill
meet the real bearded housewife of beverly hills
yo, girl, you’re losin’ tonight
do i really wanna hurt you? you’re godd-mn right!
[round 2: boy george]
remember that time you played frankenfurter?
i wrote a little song about it called “i really wanna hurt her”
you’re a piece of work, there’s so much to learn
you got to choose your own name and you chose laverne?
you’re a real role model, must be hard to balance
you speak for everyone with zero talent
you stepped up the mic, you gave your all
you sound nothing like biggie and you look like lucille ball
[round 2: laverne cox]
he sang, “i’ll tumble 4 ya,” what a very nice gift
if you would, could you go and tumble off of a cliff?
you look so [extra?] you deserve a d-mn crown
and your make-up looks like you headb-tted a clown
are your facial hair and hat in a race
to be the undisputed dumbest thing [?] yo’ face?
go back to britain, ’cause this is my scene
the way i’m whippin’ you, not even god could save this queen
[round 3: boy george]
if i was locked up with women, at least i’d get some sleep
you look like beyoncé after a really bad week
when it comes to fashion, you’re a perfect mess
i got a call from the nineties, they want to take back that dress
you released a song, that was a joke
i really loved what you did that one note
you wasted my time with all your drama
face it, laverne, your face is your karma
[round 3: laverne cox]
your tunes was really popular, it wasn’t luck
’cause everyone in the eighties was all f-cked up
i don’t think a worse outfit than that is even possible
guess culture club’s dress code is cl-ss and taste-optional
[?] for the gods, and satan wouldn’t claim that
pray for this chameleon, i’m karma with a bat
you lost to me, can’t say that it’s odd
they sent a boy to do a real woman’s job
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