It feels so wrong 'cause it so right But alright, it's okay with me I'll do my all by myself I don't nobody to play with me
But if you just me a chance I can put you in a trance, the way I But don't nobody wanna play me So I'm taking my ball and home, home
I'm that guy, man, shove a dime up in my end And crush it with my butt muscles while I cut Slut poke holes in your shirt, in mud puddles While I stomp mud holes in your ass, girl, now cuddle
Blood curdling, gurgling in on your blood waddle I do for my next trick, I'm wonderful I think I might just do a little less subtle Shove a fucking truck up a little kids butt hole
Feel the of a psychopath slash Ambassador Of the Valentine Day massacre slash I slash her in the ass an icicle and leave her lay in a blood bath While I put a catheter in and jump in the with her
In my Spider Man mask, man, imagine The fun I can have a strap on Stick up a Kim ass And make the bitch run a
Are those pistachios? Damn I'd like to some on the patio, man rolling a fat one Shady the magic marker, put the cap on Goddamn man, are you much of an asshole
It feels so wrong it feel so right But it's alright, it's okay me I'll do my all by myself I don't nobody to play with me
But if you just give me a I can put you in a trance, the way I But nobody wanna play with me So I'm taking my ball and home, home
I'm Houdini, tuck my teeny, eenie, weenie between each One of my thighs and make it disappear a genie Make this shit disappear like Tara in a bikini me, homie, you don't know the meaning of a meanie
They me the fruit loop from Jupiter, I'm tryna maneuver The hoover up in your poop shoot, move or ya Might get it stuck up so fuckin' far up in your You ain't gonna know what he was tryna do to gluteus
Totally tubular, sniffin' glue through a in the studio Now who do ya think is more Weeny smothered in peanut butter pudding on the of your Eye shadow and that'd look nice, you shoulda it, mother
I I'll put a piece of art on my Visa card Then I'll go beat Barton with a pleasin' art Then mosey on over to O'Donnell's with McDonald's Jump in her lap and the Sopranos.
It feels so wrong 'cause it feel so But it's alright, okay with me do my steps all by myself I don't need nobody to with me
But if you just me a chance I can put you in a trance, the way I But don't nobody wanna play me So I'm taking my ball and going home,
Shady, what are ya doin' on a human? Grab an aluminum bat, can't a clue in the back Boom and assumin' the fact that that dude's in the back Usin' the bathroom, a raccoon
Skewin' a rat, a cat, a baboon You shouldn't ask, what is he doin' with that You should be glad he ain't leave you full of stab You in a trance, I'm doing my dance, ooh
But they're afraid I might get Sarah Palin by the and her wear a bathin' suit and take her parasailin' Shady, why do you pick on the lady for? Why you make her read 84 bed time stories to you in baby
'Cause I'm scared, there's under my bed Kelly Pickler hid my juice box my bassinet No wonder my ass is wet, my needs to be changed You like graffiti, dike? Well, I can pee-pee and write your
It feels so wrong it feel so right But alright, it's okay with me I'll do my all by myself I don't need to play with me
But if you just give me a I can put you in a trance, the way I But nobody wanna play with me So I'm taking my ball and home, home
Fine, nobody wants to with me? you then, bitch Guys, you're always to me anyways All you ever do is rub gum in my and stuff You guys are gon' me, make me sad Bad, I'm cry, I'm crying I'm gonna my mom Mom