Mickey Mouse Traphouse Lyrics

Who's the most famous rapper in the history of history

I beg to differ

No

Who would you say is the most famous in your mind

Mickey Mouse

I'm just a mouse in the trap

And I'm not talking about a mouse trap

Oh no no no no

Do you remember when Miley stopped working for me

She kind of went through a little phase, you know?

Well, Mickey's kind of down bad now too, so uhhhh, yeah

Come on kids, let's go down to the trap house

Ha ha

Let the bullets fly

Like pelicans at the shore

Police are here now

And they're knocking at my door

They question me

Like why does he look like some Swiss cheese?

Huh? What you mean

What the fuck else is an op for

Just some simple target practice, that's on my life

And if saying that is wrong, then I don't want to be right

I got nothing to lose, so I hope I reunite with my big bro Oz

He's serving 20 to life

Meeska, mooska, shoot up this house

If you is a goofy, keep my name out your mouth

Well, garsh Mickey

See? That's what I'm talking bout

I'll load up the clip and watch his body fall down

Rub a dub dub, splish splash in his blood

Don't you ever play with me

Is that understood?

I'll hit you with my shotty

As soon as no one's looking, then I'll T-bag your dead body

Just because I could

I mean, shucks, I beat a pussy up so bad

they went and called PETA on me

For animal cruelty

It's not funny, guys it's not a joke (What do you mean?)

You think I'm playing

No

My name is known around these parts

I mean, shit

I even have two theme parks lil bitch

Even your mama knows Mickey

Amount of racks I have is silly

Because I'm the face of Disney

Kanye made a billy, cute, I need a trilly

Let my drugs and all my money just pile to the ceiling

You know I'm a mouse the way I'm getting cheese

I've been here since 1928, I'm a real O.G.

I have a whole planet named after my dogg

If that's not a flex, well then fuck you all

We can schedule a meeting

I'll introduce you to the beam

They could have some ears like mine

And they still won't hear your screams

Cause they probably on my payroll

And that's a fact

Oh, and fuck Nickelodeon

I heard they calling me a rat

I ain't no rat, I'm a mouse

There's a fucking difference

One is murdered for the snitching

The other one is spitting

ha HA!

So let that be a lesson

You fucking mousekatools

I don't want to hear another peep out of them

Hey Minnie, can you grab me some soap?

I need to wash some blood off my hands

Thank you

Remember, kids, even gangsters have manners (ha ha!)