Overnight Sucess II

by NOTORIOUS

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This debut album by Canada's premier hip hop comedy act NOTORIOUS will have you bumping, grinding and laughing all in the same breath. Overnight Success II is finally here, just in time for summer 2018.

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released May 31, 2018

Written and performed by NOTORIOUS and special guests
Beats by Ben Tramer
Mastering by Troo Knot

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Track Name: Tinder on the Toilet
Gotta job 9 to 5 Everyday
40 hours yeah your man getting paid
Don’t take my first break till mid-morning
Gotta bounce nature calls no warning
Little breaks gotta take em to the max
Four walls in the stall I relax
Day’s long got a lot on my mind
Take a breath drop my pants and unwind (with some)

Tinder on the Toilet
Tinder on the Toilet
Cuz I Swipe Swipe Swipe
Then I Wipe Wipe Wipe

C’mon bro, just leave your man alone
Don’t care how much bacteria is on my phone
Don’t try and tell me this is something you ain’t done
Playing Cupid while you making number one
And I know when to use it just right
Drop it down, use my only Super like
This my time to myself don’t spoil it
Stress fades when I tinder on the toilet

Tinder on the Toilet
Tinder on the Toilet
Swipe Swipe Swipe
And Then I Wipe Wipe Wipe

I know what you’re thinkin’ ladies,
That is unhygienic, wait up,
How’s he tryna do a twosie
While also tryna set a date up,
Listen while we break it down, we’re workin’ in a system
This process is so flawless just don’t mix up hand positions
One hand’s for the romance and the other for the business
I’m just trying to take a shit and find myself a mistress

Tinder on the Toilet
Tinder on the Toilet
Swipe Swipe Swipe
And Then I Wipe Wipe Wipe

Tinder on the Toilet
Tinder on the Toilet
Swipe Swipe Swipe
And Then I Wipe Wipe Wipe
Track Name: Riding Dirty
This one goes out
To everybody that’s riding dirty
You know who you are
Yeah
You’re riding
and you’re also dirty
at the same time

I repair bikes for a living
Just check out my sick bench
Like I’m pre crazy Mel Gibson
What women want is my wrench
I have folders of gears
I’ve got pictures in piles
On this Android alone
I’ve got six pedal files

My clothes are aerodynamic
I got that fresh windbreaker on
There’s no mistaking today
My ride hum, humming along
That odor I didn’t plan it
It’s called biker’s funk
Outlined in my spandex
You can see my junk

Every time I’m biking you can see my ass crack
Every time I’m biking you can see my ass crack
Every time I’m biking you can see my ass crack
I’m fit as fuck motherfucker so quit talking your smack

I get myself a saddle
Every year for Christmas
My ride is faster than yours
In short to medium distance
My average speed is sick
I’m just out for the thrill
I’m talking breaking speed limits
Unless I hit a hill

Heh. Hills, Hills are hard.
You ever, ever try
try to go up like a super big hill?
So sweaty. So sweaty.

Every time I’m biking you can see my ass crack
Every time I’m biking you can see my ass crack
Every time I’m biking you can see my ass crack
I’m fit as fuck motherfucker so quit talking your smack

My ass boobs is huge
Them bum titties is tight
Upside down hairy cleavage
But it looks so right
Got Freddie Kruger ass
Gonna wake you up in the night
I got Big Mac buns
You know you want a bite
Rhonda Rousey glutes
Knock, knock you out like a light
I got that Shyamalan booty
Make you say Mmmm Night.

Because…

Every time I’m biking you can see my ass crack
Every time I’m biking you can see my ass crack
Every time I’m biking you can see my ass crack
I’m fit as fuck motherfucker so quit talking your smack

Every time I’m biking you can see my ass crack
Every time I’m biking you can see my ass crack
Every time I’m biking you can see my ass crack
I’m fit as fuck motherfucker so quit talking your smack
Track Name: You Don't Know Me
I wake up with a jump, I’m a man of routine
Start my days the same way, a well-oiled machine
Hop to the coffee shop, to grab my beans
My order is the same, consistently
But what my barista said next, it made me crazy
It’s none of your business - I make choices safely
You think you’ve got me pegged, just an average joe
When you say “Hello again! the usual to-go?”

YOU DON’T KNOW ME
YOU DON’T KNOW ME
You’re my barista and not my friend, muchacho
YOU DON’T KNOW ME
YOU DON’T KNOW ME
Matter of fact- I’ll have a LARGE macchiato

Look in the mirror, see my hair is wilin’
It’s been almost 5 weeks, so I head to my stylist’
My work is cut out, decisions aren’t hard
Take my riches, snag my business with that loyalty card
Matter of fact so many stamps that my next cut is free
Decisions are quick when made predictably
But my barber made it harder, trying to KNOW MY LIFE
“Thin it out w/ a trim, #4 on the sides?”

YOU DON’T KNOW ME
YOU DON’T KNOW ME
I’m a wild an crazy guy
YOU DON’T KNOW ME
YOU DON’T KNOW ME
Gimme a #3 on the sides

I need something, to put my mind at ease/
Gnarly barley whiskey tipsy for that sweet release/
Go to the neighborhood pub, my regular haunt
Why these people all thinkin’ that they know what I want?
In the door, it’s quiet as I slide on the stool
Can’t take no more, I’ll riot, feel my rage start to cool
I’m about to say my order, when god is my witness
Bartender strolls up says “You’re the guy who likes Guinness!”

YOU DON’T KNOW ME
YOU DON’T KNOW ME
Uh- uh Not this shit again!
YOU DON’T KNOW ME
YOU DON’T KNOW ME
Give me a pitcher of cosmopolitan!

I’m 3 sheets to the wind, I’m totally smashed
I leave the pub and then I take the usual path
get home somehow, miraculously
And I see my dog judging, starin’ back at me (bark bark)

YOU DON’T KNOW ME
YOU DON’T KNOW ME
We’ve never even had a conversation
YOU DON’T KNOW ME
YOU DON’T KNOW ME
What would a dog know about my situation?

I know you much better than you realize
I can’t unview the views of you that I’ve seen with these eyes
Takin’ charge on walks in the park cause I know you’re a loner,
Barkin’ at the larger dogs so you can chat up their owners
When I open the door all crazy and squirrely
It’s cause I know you’re havin’ sex and you’re about to bust early
Drunk textin’ your ex, don’t you DARE press send
You think I don’t know you, (ruh) I’m your best friend

What!? Oh…. Oh my god. Teddy, I had no idea. You’re there for me. You DO know me.
You’re such a good boy.

YOU DON’T KNOW ME
YOU DON’T KNOW ME
I’m a bitch, Andrew, not your good boy
YOU Don’t KNOW ME
Track Name: Bent
Namaste Motherfuckers
Call me yogi not the bear
Everyday I be posing
In my Underwear
It's not fair is the the chorus
Everyone be repeatin
Cuz with my sick Bod
There's just no competing
And that sweat drippy drops
Between my thighs
Pelvic muscles for dayz
But that's no surprise
Why you doing now boo?
Let's grab some vitamin water.
I like my girls hot
And my studio hotter

We doin Yoga
We bending
We flexible as shit
No pretending
Get Lo Get High Get Bent
Get Lo Get High Get Bent

I saw this fly honey
When I was inverted
That blood rush to my head
Make a Yogi perverted
Does your downward Dog
Dig my upward cat
I know you do yoga
So you'll never get fat
But it did not work out
Tween that hottie me me
I guess we didn't align spiritually
With clothing this tight
I'm bound to get laid
When life gives you lemons
You make lululemonade!

We doin Yoga
We bending
We flexible as shit
No pretending
Get Lo Get High Get Bent
Get Lo Get High Get Bent

Yoga Pants
CHECK
Yoga Top
CHECK
Yoga Mat
CHECK
Water Bottle
CHECK
Yoga Block
CHECK
Yoga Tunes
Check
Whole team
CHECK
Self esteem...

We doin Yoga
We bending
We flexible as shit
No pretending
Get Lo Get High Get Bent
Get Lo Get High Get Bent
Track Name: No Dance Dance
Welcome everybody to this brand new dance,
Anyone can do it if you give it a chance
It’s called the no dance dance and it’s meant for you
If real dance is too hard, here’s what you gotta do

Do the no dance dance put one hand in the air
Do the no dance dance, just leave it there
Do the no dance dance, sway from side to side
Do the no dance dance, and let it ride.

Everybody’s saying that you can’t move to beat,
Neither can we, so we invented this cheat.
Now it’s time to change it up for a brand new verse
It’s the same as before cept we do it in reverse.

Do the no dance dance, sway from side to side
Do the no dance dance, and let it ride.
Do the no dance dance put one hand in the air
Do the no dance dance, just leave it there

I’m in the club it’s hot: it feels like the Sahara
I need a man who can move like Michael Cera
Don’t have to be a boss but ya can’t be a bystander
So come on now and raise that hand and meet my lower standard

Do the no dance dance, is this shit workin?
Do the no dance dance, my arm is hurtin
Do the no dance dance, see a girl at the bar
Do the no dance dance, bail and head to your car
Do the no dance dance, drive home alone
Do the no dance dance, get your mom on the phone
Do the no dance dance, light a cigarillo
Do the no dance dance, cry in your pillow.
Track Name: Sour
All I eat is Sauerkraut
All I eat, All I eat
All I eat is Sauerkraut
All I eat, All I eat
All I eat is Sauerkraut
All I eat, All I eat
All I eat is Sauerkraut
All I eat, All I eat

Ya you know that shit delicious
Not to mention nutritious
Literally the only item
On my Christmas wish list
I’ll eat that shit for breakfast
Or at any hour
So long as it’s kraut
And that kraut is sour
When I roll out the club
All I want is some street meet
What topping do I prefer
Not like that shits a mystery
Hunnies clocking my choices
Like your man is demented
I like my meat in a tube
And my cabbage fermented

If you fuck with the Sauer put your hands in the air
And wave those fucking jars like you just don’t care
If you fuck with the Sauer put your hands in the air
And wave those fucking jars like you just don’t care

Hangover: Try Sauerkraut
Upset Tummy: Try Sauerkraut
Broken Heart: Try Sauerkraut
Arthritis: Sauerkraut doesn’t help
Best Sauerkrat Brand? Hengstenberg!
Hungry? Grab some Hengstenberg!
I got lots. Ya Hengstenberg!
Can’t spell Sauerkraut without Hengstenberg!

If you fuck with the Sauer put your hands in the air
And wave that Hengstenberg like you just don’t care
If you fuck with the Sauer put your hands in the air
And wave those fucking jars like you just don’t care

Where my cabbage heads at
Where my cabbage heads at
Where my cabbage heads at
Kim Chi, is also delightful

If you fuck with the Sauer put your hands in the air
And wave that Hengstenberg like you just don’t care
If you fuck with the Sauer put your hands in the air
And wave that Hengstenberg like you just don’t care

When I say Sauer you say kraut
Sauer/kraut Sauer/kraut
When I say Hengsten you say berg
Hengsten/berg Hengsten/berg

All I eat is Sauerkraut
All I eat, All I eat
All I eat is Sauerkraut
All I eat, All I eat
All I eat is Sauerkraut
All I eat, All I eat
All I eat is Sauerkraut
All I eat, All I eat