Karaoké Fett's Vette MC Chris

Cruisin' Mos Espa in my DeLorean

War's over

I'm a peacetime Mandalorian

The story has stumped

Star Wars historians

Deep in debate

Buffet plate at Bennigan's

Rhyme renegade

Sure to penetrate

First and second offense

I won't hesitate

Got a job to do and Darth's the guy that delegates

Got somethin' against Skywalker

Someone he really hates

I don't give a fuck

I'm after Solo

For all I care he could be hidin' at Yoda's dojo

Gotta make the money

Credit's no good when the Jawas run the shop in your neighborhood

Think you can cook

I got a grapplin' hook

Let's make this quick 'cos I'm really booked

I'm a devious degenerate defender of the devil

Shut down all the trash compactors on the detention level

My backpack's got jets

Well I'm Boba, the Fett

Well I bounty hunt for Jabba Hutt to finance my 'Vette

Well I chill in deep space

A mask is over my face

Well I deliver the prize but I still narrow my eyes 'cos my time I don't like to waste

Get down

I'm a question wrapped inside enigma

Get inside of Slave One

Find your homin' signal

From Endor to Hoth

Ripley to Spock

I'll find what you want but there's gonna be a cost

Say my name is Boba Fett

I know my shit is tight

Start not actin' right

You're frozen in carbonite

Got telescopic sight

Flame-throwers on my wrist

You still don't get the gist

Spiked boots are made to kick

Targets are made to hit

You think I give a shit

Your mama is a bitch

I'll see you in the Sarlacc pit

You just flipped my switch

Integrity's been dissed

You scratchin' on my itch

You know I shoot the gift

I got bambinas at cantinas waitin' to lick my lusty lips so I'll let you get back inside your little space ship

Give you a head start 'cos I'm the sportin' kind

Consider the startin' line the sneaky smile I hide inside

I hope you have hyper drive

Pray to stay alive

Don't try to slip me a five 'cos I never take a bribe

To the beat of a different drummer

Bad-ass bounty hunter

Let no man put asunder or else they be put under as in

Six feet, got an imperial fleet backin' me up

Gonna blow up any attempt to defeat

They got a Death Star

Got four payments on my car

Hand it over to Hammerhead at Mos Eisley bar

Used to carjack

Now he's a barback

Just goes to show how you can get back on the right track

As for me that's not an option

Can't say that with more clarity

Me goin' legit would be like

Jar Jar in speech therapy

My backpack's got jets

Well I'm Boba, the Fett

Well I bounty hunt for Jabba Hutt to finance my 'Vette

Well I chill in deep space

A mask is over my face

Well I deliver the prize but I still narrow my eyes 'cos my time I don't like to waste

Get down

Slice you open like a taun taun

Faster than the autobahn or a motorbike in Tron

Do the deed and then I'm gone

Jabba has a hissy fit

Contact Calrissian

Over a Colt the plan unfolds

No politic is legit

Back in the day when I was a slave

Livin' life in the fast lane like in a pod race

Mean streak tweaked

I became a basket case

So this space ace split that place post-haste

Took up a noble cause called the Clone Wars

Life's not all about girls and cars

Gettin' fucked up in fucked-up bars

See I'm not a retard or gay like DeBarge

I'm large and in charge with a face so scarred

A cold black heart that's been torn apart

The Sith wish that they had a dick so hard 'cos it's long-long ago in a pussy far-far

Call me master 'cos I'm faster than Pryor on fire

I no longer have to hot-wire

I'm a hunter for hire with no plans to retire and all the sucker MC's can call me sire

My backpack's got jets

Well I'm Boba, the Fett

Well I bounty hunt for Jabba Hutt

To finance my 'Vette