writing the hooks

I know your girl's favourite drink, it's Blue Lagoon

She's loony like toons , she likes my tunes Inhale the fumes then watch the moon

And eat some food, and tell the truth I'm soft like moose, ends tied loose

Flames in the booth, I make you move Pick and choose, salute the mic

I improve, I raise the roof make you you go, ooh, what does he do

Making the tunes sweeter than fruit Do not move, it's a quick pursuit

Hand the loot, try walk a day in my shoes Making you groove, have you not seen the news

It's evil and cruel, fossil fuels They want you to lose

I'm switching it up, I'll give you knowledge like books

Business man, but I don't wear tux Already judged me because of my looks