Hoodie Ninja

I'm a ninja I'm a hoodie ninja I'm a ninja I'm a hoodie ninja I'm a ninja I'm a hoodie ninja I'm a ninja I'm a hoodie ninja I'm a ninja I'm a hoodie ninja I'm a ninja I'm a hoodie ninja I'm a ninja I'm a hoodie ninja I'm a hoodie ninja (hiya) Got my ninja bag AKA a pillow case Filled with nacho flavored Combos, a flashlight, and masking tape We got hoodies and some goodies We got tools and also talent fisher Splinter stealth and some Barnum And Bailey balance A Katana and a shuriken so Let's hurry across the yard If there's dobermans jump over them It shouldn't be that hard The objective is reconnaissance the Subject is a hottie Redhead from my homeroom with a Bad ass little body Hella dope telescope from little Bros pirate phase She's about to change for bed we Gotta get there right away I can't make out so I stake out Take a doughnut make it glazed I climb the tree and finally I feast upon her frame She's rockin' cotton panties Sanrio so it seems She's strechin' and profechin' She's the cutie of my dreams lose the T Thirty-two B's yes I know her cup size IMAX in my spy glass while My balls get bug bites (Ouch) I'm a ninja I'm a hoodie ninja You're off guard ninja stars Now you're injured Tough luck, nun chuck break your fingers Gotta bolt cause I don't wanna linger Got my ninja getup it's A Fett's 'Vette sweatshirt Rockin' awesome drawstrings tied so tight That my head hurts Stolen black slacks that are supposed To be for church Stuff the cuffs into my Chucks now I'm a ninja thanks to merch I got a kaginawa That's a grappling apparatus Empanadas from my mama her Burritos are the baddest Lets eat 'em in the shed where My father keeps his porn And I'll explain the mission it's So bitchin' word is born Gym coach is a Nazi always Got me runnin' laps I know he doesn't like me you Should hear his frightening laughs Can't put up with the push-ups and The crunches got me cranky So we're gonna drop a dookie on The driveway like I'm Banksy Yo you keep a look out while I drop my Fruit of Looms And build myself a built to Scale model of Mt doom We hear the garage door motors And we motor mad fast Drop a deuce into my shoes Now I'm runnin' crap laps