The song is scrubbed clean of profanity, naturally ("motherf--ker" becomes "really awesome," "f--king awesome" becomes "really awesome," etc.), but the real fun comes at the lyrical rearrangements. Such as:
"Walk up to the club like, 'What up? I got a big c--k!'" becomes "Walk up to the club like, 'What up? I got a hit song!'" and "Ice on the fringe, it's so damn frosty / That people like, 'Damn! That's a cold ass honkey.'" becomes "Ice on the fringe, it's so, so frosty / The people like, 'Hey! The guy on the marquee!'"
"Probably shoulda washed this, smells like R. Kelly's sheets" becomes "Probably should of washed this, smells like my baseball cleats" (with the rapper's whispered lyric "piss" replaced by a drawn out "Ew!") and "Fifty dollars for a T-shirt, that's just some ignorant bitch s--t" becomes "Fifty dollars for a T-shirt, that's just silly overpriced."
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