RiRi: Where is my backup band? Paul: How do you do? RiRi: Is it just the old white man? Paul: You're as old as you feel RiRi: I guess it doesn't suck Paul: Um... thanks, I guess RiRi: I'll give him a couple bucks Paul: My bloody tea! RiRi: I don't speak british Paul: I'm speakin' the same language as you! RiRi: That just sounds like gibberish Now I'm forced to wear this big jean shirt My other clothes are at the dry cleaners And I hope this guitarist isn't a prevert Man, what the hell? I wish somebody could tell me Where I know him from Kayne: Woke up and yelled at Beck RiRi: You suck, Beck! Kayne: Award shows make me mad as heck RiRi: Who's that man? Kayne: I think he's from the Beatles RiRi: What is that? Kayne: They're a grunge band from Seattle Paul: Nope RiRi & Kayne: It took four five seconds to write this And it might sound a little bit childish But after forty-five listens you'll like it More than you care to admit to yourself As you hum along RiRi: Still don't know what to do with this shirt Even I can't make denim sexy And they told me this was a video shoot But I suspect it's a Gap ad Kayne: I'm in love with beyonce RiRi: What? Kayne: She would never bang Ray J RiRi: That is true Kayne: If she was my fiancée RiRi: Let it go Kayne: They would call us #kaynonce RiRi: Ooh, I like that! Kayne: And all of my \"singing\" Is just autotune weeping RiRi & Kayne: Now we're chilling with this old white man Is he that same old actor from Birdman? It appears that he has been Knighted And he has wings Maybe we should let him sing Okay, let him try Paul: I am Sir Paul McCartney The kids on tweeter don't seem to know me But now I'm mates with Yeezy and RiRi RiRi & Kayne: That's enough of that Can someone please call a van For the nursing home