Rockstar Parody – Post Malone Calls in Sick to play COD WW2

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This is a crappy song I threw together, don’t worry ‘Bev Sings A Song’ out tmoro or Friday! Cannot wait to play COD and live stream games with you all!

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Here’s the lyrics –

+Rockstar ww2

When world war 2 comes Im calling in sick to my manager,
I’ll play for three days straight I don’t need friends or my mistress,
Got Doritos, Mountain Dew, and a whole lotta chocolate,
I’ll get cramp in my hand and I’ll be screaming ah ah ah ah ah,

Call of dutys crack that’s a fact I can’t get enough,
I grinded up the disk and tried to smoke it hit the floor,
3rd degree fume poisoning I had to see a doctor,
They called me dumbass said I need to have a babysitter,

I’m in my mid 20s should be able to play cod alone,
But when I die I go lose control like a raging cyclone,
I have problems I know,

The fact that it’s gone back to the past is something I can’t get past,
It’s been soo long since call of duty was stable steadfast,
They really did what we asked,

When world war 2 comes Im calling in sick to my manager,
I’ll play for three days straight I don’t need friends or my mistress,
Got Doritos, Mountain Dew, and a whole lotta chocolate,
I’ll get cramp in my hand and I’ll be screaming ah ah ah ah ah,

You know why I wanna play this game cus of the world war,
I wanna see what it was like for all the heroes that have passed,
We will fight them on the beaches in the fields never surrender,
The nazis might take lives but they will never conquer,

Landing on the beaches, D day Normandy I’m speechless,
The first thing I see, Is buddy’s brains blown to pieces,

Im running for my life, But there ain’t no where to hide,
Only one option, Kill some nazis get it poppin,

I got my extra grip on, Shooting till the clip gone,
Skipping like a post song, Equipping nades for fun,

Do this all day long, Killings thrilling action,
With my buddies where I belong, Fightings where I belong,

When world war 2 comes Im calling in sick to my manager,
I’ll play for three days straight I don’t need friends or my mistress,
Got Doritos, Mountain Dew, and a whole lotta chocolate,
I’ll get cramp in my hand and I’ll be screaming ah ah ah ah ah,