Uploaded November 2024 | Updated September 2026, 1 week ago
Oh boy! You're gonna need to forgive some barebones editing on this one, it do be Santa Season, and I'm not giving this video a bunch of work.
Big ol' thanks to Chompy for coming in on the hook!
I know it's bad form to criticize your own stuff publicly, but although I'm satisfied with this, I generally feel like the more cursing there is in a song the more obviously its lyrics need polishing, and I swear altogether too much in this song. I suppose that's what happens when you're crunching for a deadline, since this was done for one of the Busty's get-togethers. Also, I reckon the third verse probably needs to be cut...buuuuuut I couldn't be arsed tonight. I've got to go write a gospel music song about a goo pony!
A’ight Chuck!
Gotta show em that you’re a real hard nut.
No more of this cringecore stuff.
Gotta stay tough.
No more ponies. No more horses.
Gotta stay focused on the verses.
Nopony can take you seriously out hear, y hear?
Aight here comes the drop,
No mlp, no clop, no matter what,
Make em believe you’re a hot product.
That’s
One step, just a little one
But a giant leap for the gentlemen
Fuck Hennessy only drink horse linamint
Til my ass gets tanked-Tiananmen
Fuck squares, motherfuck being there
I’m like Schrodinger's cool cat
Don’t fuckin care If my ass breathes air
Or a rap beat
That means strapping in cleats
Like an athlete
At least
Half breed and I’m half obscene
Half inner demons and half deceased
Bring it back to fucking Scrodingers half pussy
Am I dead or alive with a rap disease
With a trap wife packing massive feet
And I rack slides, slapping magazines
With a jack knife cappin’ cats in streets
Oh gosh I’m fucking lying I fap to these
Applejack thighs Fluttershy’s happy squees
Pinkie Pies pies pies that’s a masterpiece
My fucking my like disaster scenes
Life’s like Katrina, catastrophe
Better call FEMA, no actually
Better not, since we caught them in action see
If we learned anything since they jacked Orleans
The only worse agency is Hasbro's team
Now the motherbuckin hook didn’t sound very good
Without a little bridge here to darken up the mood
Drop the bass in to the beat everypony stomp your hooves
Motherfuckers on your feet, let me see your asses move
My Little Pony, friendship and pink toys
Stable full of waifus, futas and twink boys
Hit em with the beat and the whole kitchen sink noise
Get em on they feet with the Macintosh deep voice
My little Pony, Harmony n Magic
Rarity a hoe, and you know she into wack shit
Up inside the bedroom, Luna is a bad bitch
And I wanna coom inside a Rainbow Dash kids
Three to the one from the one
To the twenty ten
You can call me Trixie
See? I begin again
Wait this the same rhyme scheme What an idiot
I don’t got enough time for this
I ain’t Eminem
Better mix it up, pick it up, better switch it up
Get out there and smash bros
You can call me Jigglypuff
Writing FlutterDash prose
Shits getting serious
Even Littlepip’s ass lookin bi-curious
Lyrics: injurious
Spirit: Impervious
Sittin’ on my golden throne
Feeling: Imperious
Various flows, and I go multifarious
Marry, hold close, poke nose: hilarious
Think I’m gregarious? Kid I’m just fairy gold
All an illusion to cover up the scary old
Hermit like Zecora, a witch, Triss Merigold
Skipped LittlePip just to marry a Gary clone
Very own wife: kind eyes, iron thighs
Activates fight or flight, every time that she smiles
Her design: iodine-heals my heart and my mind
Kiss her and my fever like 110 Farenheit
That’s about 40 for the rest of you motherheckin
Rick and Morty, wait, gosh damn that’s the wrong fandom
Little Pony stans, what I meant to say
And I’m allowed to say it; I was born this way
My Little Pony, friendship and pink toys
Stable full of waifus, futas and twink boys
Hit em with the beat and the whole kitchen sink noise
Get em on they feet with the Macintosh deep voice
My little Pony, Harmony n Magic
Rarity a hoe, and you know she into wack shit
Up inside the bedroom, Luna is a bad bitch
And I wanna coom inside a Rainbow Dash kids
Yes well, wrapping up and rolling out
I’d make a Transformers reference but I dunno shit about it
Red and blue guy is Optimus Prime
And I pretty sure that at the time of writing he had died
And i didn’t give a shit
Cause he ain’t a little pastel
Pony with the cutie mark
Plastered on his ass well
Ride in on your waifu
Throw her in the trash pail
Celly like, “Bitch let’s fly to the castle.”
My Little Pony, friendship and pink toys
Stable full of waifus, futas and twink boys
Hit em with the beat and the whole kitchen sink noise
Get em on they feet with the Macintosh deep voice
My little Pony, Harmony n Magic
Rarity a hoe, and you know she into wack shit
Up inside the bedroom, Luna is a bad bitch
And I wanna coom inside a Rainbow Dash kids
Eeyup
Oh boy! You're gonna need to forgive some barebones editing on this one, it do be Santa Season, and I'm not giving this video a bunch of work.
Big ol' thanks to Chompy for coming in on the hook!
I know it's bad form to criticize your own stuff publicly, but although I'm satisfied with this, I generally feel like the more cursing there is in a song the more obviously its lyrics need polishing, and I swear altogether too much in this song. I suppose that's what happens when you're crunching for a deadline, since this was done for one of the Busty's get-togethers. Also, I reckon the third verse probably needs to be cut...buuuuuut I couldn't be arsed tonight. I've got to go write a gospel music song about a goo pony!
A’ight Chuck!
Gotta show em that you’re a real hard nut.
No more of this cringecore stuff.
Gotta stay tough.
No more ponies. No more horses.
Gotta stay focused on the verses.
Nopony can take you seriously out hear, y hear?
Aight here comes the drop,
No mlp, no clop, no matter what,
Make em believe you’re a hot product.
That’s
One step, just a little one
But a giant leap for the gentlemen
Fuck Hennessy only drink horse linamint
Til my ass gets tanked-Tiananmen
Fuck squares, motherfuck being there
I’m like Schrodinger's cool cat
Don’t fuckin care If my ass breathes air
Or a rap beat
That means strapping in cleats
Like an athlete
At least
Half breed and I’m half obscene
Half inner demons and half deceased
Bring it back to fucking Scrodingers half pussy
Am I dead or alive with a rap disease
With a trap wife packing massive feet
And I rack slides, slapping magazines
With a jack knife cappin’ cats in streets
Oh gosh I’m fucking lying I fap to these
Applejack thighs Fluttershy’s happy squees
Pinkie Pies pies pies that’s a masterpiece
My fucking my like disaster scenes
Life’s like Katrina, catastrophe
Better call FEMA, no actually
Better not, since we caught them in action see
If we learned anything since they jacked Orleans
The only worse agency is Hasbro's team
Now the motherbuckin hook didn’t sound very good
Without a little bridge here to darken up the mood
Drop the bass in to the beat everypony stomp your hooves
Motherfuckers on your feet, let me see your asses move
My Little Pony, friendship and pink toys
Stable full of waifus, futas and twink boys
Hit em with the beat and the whole kitchen sink noise
Get em on they feet with the Macintosh deep voice
My little Pony, Harmony n Magic
Rarity a hoe, and you know she into wack shit
Up inside the bedroom, Luna is a bad bitch
And I wanna coom inside a Rainbow Dash kids
Three to the one from the one
To the twenty ten
You can call me Trixie
See? I begin again
Wait this the same rhyme scheme What an idiot
I don’t got enough time for this
I ain’t Eminem
Better mix it up, pick it up, better switch it up
Get out there and smash bros
You can call me Jigglypuff
Writing FlutterDash prose
Shits getting serious
Even Littlepip’s ass lookin bi-curious
Lyrics: injurious
Spirit: Impervious
Sittin’ on my golden throne
Feeling: Imperious
Various flows, and I go multifarious
Marry, hold close, poke nose: hilarious
Think I’m gregarious? Kid I’m just fairy gold
All an illusion to cover up the scary old
Hermit like Zecora, a witch, Triss Merigold
Skipped LittlePip just to marry a Gary clone
Very own wife: kind eyes, iron thighs
Activates fight or flight, every time that she smiles
Her design: iodine-heals my heart and my mind
Kiss her and my fever like 110 Farenheit
That’s about 40 for the rest of you motherheckin
Rick and Morty, wait, gosh damn that’s the wrong fandom
Little Pony stans, what I meant to say
And I’m allowed to say it; I was born this way
My Little Pony, friendship and pink toys
Stable full of waifus, futas and twink boys
Hit em with the beat and the whole kitchen sink noise
Get em on they feet with the Macintosh deep voice
My little Pony, Harmony n Magic
Rarity a hoe, and you know she into wack shit
Up inside the bedroom, Luna is a bad bitch
And I wanna coom inside a Rainbow Dash kids
Yes well, wrapping up and rolling out
I’d make a Transformers reference but I dunno shit about it
Red and blue guy is Optimus Prime
And I pretty sure that at the time of writing he had died
And i didn’t give a shit
Cause he ain’t a little pastel
Pony with the cutie mark
Plastered on his ass well
Ride in on your waifu
Throw her in the trash pail
Celly like, “Bitch let’s fly to the castle.”
My Little Pony, friendship and pink toys
Stable full of waifus, futas and twink boys
Hit em with the beat and the whole kitchen sink noise
Get em on they feet with the Macintosh deep voice
My little Pony, Harmony n Magic
Rarity a hoe, and you know she into wack shit
Up inside the bedroom, Luna is a bad bitch
And I wanna coom inside a Rainbow Dash kids
Eeyup
