Hey there, I'm Antonio Brown
They say I'm the best W-R in town
I'm five-foot-ten, my Bowl ring's shiny
I tell other players they can kiss my heinie

Now I'm playin' with the Buccaneers
I'm dressin' sharp, though I'm not a queer,
I've got a physio here, who wants to be my trainer
Let her do all the work, and maybe later I'll rape her

Oh God, I am the American dream,
and I know I'm very extreme
I'm a handsome son of a bitch
I'm a Super Bowl winner, so I'm real rich

I told the Bucs all goodbye,
Hung out in a hotel in Dubai,
I tell you, people, I was a real killer
When I fucked this dyke named Britney Taylor

She Snapped a video then,
But the suits just made me pay her a settlement,
She had my balls in a vice, but she left my dick
I guess it's still hooked on, but now it shoots too quick

Oh God, I am the American dream
But I have no more cash, so I must scream
And I'm a miserable son of a bitch
Can't play anymore, I gotta make a switch

So I went out and bought me a leisure suit
Stopped workin' out, but I'm still kinda cute
Got a job from Kanye West,
and Yeezy's there to tell me I'm the best!

Eventually me and a friend
Sorta drifted along into S&M
I can take about an hour on the tower of power
As long as I get a big golden shower

Oh God, I am the American dream
I'm still the best player the Bucs' ever seen!
And I'll do anything to get ahead
I lay awake nights, sayin', "thank you, Britt"

Oh God, Oh God, I'm so fantastic
Thanks to Britney, I'm a sexual spastic
And my name is Antonio Brown
Watch me now, I'm goin' down...