🎵 DOLANTRAIN // by LoonaGooner

2 ContributorsDOLANTRAIN Lyrics [Intro: Danger Dolan] Planet Dolan [Verse 1: Danger Dolan] Uh, feelin' like a Top 15 or a questionary Tell my PD commenters, get they questions ready Send 'em to the channel plenty with answers, very merry Don't be weird, fucka, is you ready? I've been thinkin' 'bout all the dubs in my career now (What?) X the hoes in my posse, 'round the same amount (What?) Ever since this new Tube fame came about Or ever since me and Kevin started hangin' out, huh Kitten, let her gun bang, let the cunt spray Transition to a diamond button from a gold thang Dolls slang in the top game from the hustling (I know one thing) Nothing here is better than that Dolan Train Job off the coast guard, cheffin' like we Boyar— Dee, probably reppin' D on your biggest channel Hat like I'm the Don, my la familia go hard Down to my brothas, they fucked up, good morals [Verse 2: Hellbent] We blow up, then I bogart, any folks that throw tokes at With a toe-tag, get broke off from Destruna with a 5-star I roll past and I burn y'all like, "Hi there" I hate y'all When the steam serves, I eat y'all like, "Steamed hams!" Let's play ball in a ballpark with an oligarch and a blindfold I rhyme cold, I'm Hell hot, your mind fold, that hark like heralds on That attempt of a stream clip, coming in straight from the slip— Up, make that shirt say F.U.C.K. on Kirk shit If I'm not the hottest then Hellbent done froze over You thought we was gone then forgot what our goal was I carry traits of a mistaken whore or A king fell from grace, I might snap, I might ghost ya' Spine right out of place, give me love like you 'posed to Claws at your posters, harsh nights like this I burn up like I hope to, I might groom a bitch Or go bomb like Ye's Vultures and drop off the cliff [Verse 3: Nixxiom] Barely even conscious, yappin' in the comments Gettin' deeper in my voice like corpses I'm on my porsche shit, don't drop bars, my flow quickens Don't tell faux, seen the questions through my vision Somehow bypassed the drama and autism The stalking and the spillin', so given They hear my pitches and thought that was the cringe shit But fortunately, I am not the guy from Reddit So pass the metal, let me Skillet Just got back to the block from a 6 o'clock with cryptids And I'm thinkin' 'bout signin' to Sony But my fuckas in the spot still at YouTube on both knees And I swear it hurt me soul I try to prevail but when I preach I only hurt their subs Like you're only gon' end up either washed up or mugged But you my co-host, wish you the best for real [Verse 4: Pringle] When you mention my name amongst other Dolan hosts Or for that matter any fuckin' YouTuber, fuck it Artist, gamer, musician, disrespected, dirt-mud-eatin' Fry kitchen, no buck, cussin' YouTubein', you would be in Trouble to 'count recover or couple me to another 'Cause comparatively speakin', my slate is beyond the others That I'm working in, my paper's beyond the hussle I'm bundled with noobies in, new Qs again? You in school at 10, flunked, channel is gonna be goin' in gold And so? Great! Do I need a flyin' crux To find a lotta' love to my tryin' plus a line, give up Pringle's chips are climbin' up—wait! No, I don't give a Flying duck nothin' but a punch-drunk; click, blaow! Motherfuck your stance, racist blood-clot Ain't never been no Tuber this cold since jawed was froze And thawed out for a spot date at an AI show—Pringle [Verse 5: Melissa Morgan] We in different columns like it's Cosmodore and Salty And I'm going overhead like bars you hear on this beat Antsy 'cause I'm high like PewDiePie, How High? Barrel poppin' in the sun, in Japan, with shades on Bro coochie smell like a pigeon Wouldn't answer it on my husband's damn wishlist Bitch, when I say fact, I mean it Bean maker, I'm the meanest Lore so big, it's on par with TLH: Revamped Those curses got me nauseous, aw, shit, no cough drip All this is obnoxious, on that "lick girl cock" shit That is my synopsis, ostrich is a top bitch Kids on some hot shit, stop it! This not it! Novel of mindspit, heartful and awkward Cryin' tears of yolk, a prima donna in the content The don is the next chronic, got them as riled as folks with Sonic Just bein' honest, tell me, all of that's on us then? [Verse 6: Dolan's Brother] Quickly, I boost the views up 60 A legendary, so you know I brought the cake with me The screen's reflection off my face hit me You should have stayed with me Now many YouTube admins lay with me The face is drawn like a paper bought My shorty droppin' in the mornin' in the shower like a racin' horse Platinum records dropped from Raq kids very often Confetti torchin', suckin' Pennys like Jimmy Donaldson Quite freaked up, I fixed the beef between Smosh and Ryan Higa You see us put the weed up, sellin' Zach Jamblins Yo Mama's dirt, raises 'bestos like the phantom Damn, this shit looks like ass backwards, uh You see me comin' through at each date Just so the lord could put the comment in the template Cuffed to my sack, I've got the briefcase The gavel buck, I'm all free, bruh, try not to cook duck [Verse 7: Shima Luan] Shima Luan Spit like my last vid: vagueness queen, six deep Dilate, the cat is back, out come the questions asked After that, channels I can't pronounce, like, "How you watchin' that?" Why you ask for ass and all you like is trash? All I had was acting, all they had was crass All I wanted was peace and all they had done snapped Fuck them stalkers and fuck them clones, a number one win is The aftermath, ask Nicole C., open palm, slap a cracker Walk the rope or break a rule, I've been in the business of circus tricks Chokin' raccoons out with the dough that they named with Resuscitations cost a pilot, I'm taxin' if you want a clip Clear, fuck your career, bitch, we was born here Been a kitter, '34er bredda, that's my home to yer' Get the fuck from out here, that's just my creepy ways Lickin' on my booty cheeks, bitchin' while I was sharpenin' blades Grippin' roles, startin' games, breakin' jaws like Edding, bae Miss me with that Theater chatter, go to WorldCorp with my case I put that in my blood, how could you ever clown me? Most tubers hopin' the site crash so they won't have to hear another story Dolan, he saw the role in me, so why can't you? In order to come up close, you'll have to dig up Mat and NormalBoots (That wasn't no sample, fucka!) Wettened water flow, creepypasta past Fuck your nazi flag, poppin' PD tags on your waifu's ass (on your waifu's ass) That's out of line, but for Chazington, huh? I'm more like Marilyn Monroe on you old fuckers: a true furry [Outro: Seymour Skinner, Superintendant Chalmers & Ms. Skinner] Good lord! What is happening in there? Aurora Borealis A-... Aurora Borealis? At this time of year! At this time of day! In this part of the country! Localized entirely within your kitchen?!? Yes May I see it? No Seymour! The house is on fire! No, mother, it's just the Northern Lights Well, Seymour, you are an odd fellow, but I must say, you steam a good ham Help! Help! Help!