Ear Ache My Eye

My Momma talk up to me
Tried to tell me how to live
But I don't listen to her
Cause my head is like a sieve
My daddy, he disowned me
Cause I wear my sisters clothes
He caught me in the bathroom
With a pair of pantyhose

My basketball coach
You dont kick me off the team
For wearing high heels sneakers
Cause Im acting like a queen
Gonna tie my pecker to a treeTo a tree
Gonna tie my pecker to a tree
(Gonna tie his pecker to a tree)

Get your boogie on

Go Head

The world is coming to an end and I dont even care
As long as I have my bitch
Oh and my flight gear
It don't bother me, if people think I'm funny
Cause I'm a big rock star, and Im makn lots of money
Money
Money
Money
(Are you talking Pesos?)
Money

Money
Kaching
Kaching
HaHaHaHaHaHaHa
Lots of money
Lots of money
Lots of money
(I'm so bloody rich)
Lots of money
Lots of motherfuckn money
I get looks
HaHaHaHaHaHaHa
I own shopping centers
And parking lots
And stocks, and all that shit
HaHaHaHaHaHaHa
I own youHaYou too
You threeFor me
HeHeOhOh

Get your groove on
Let's bring it back one more time Jonathan
Jonathan on them drums, getting ever slower
More groovn
Slow that shit down crazy slowCome onDeathRight hereSlowCome on
Don't give a fuck
Back it out
Even though Boy George is on heroin
We don't give a fuck
Rick James is in the crack house
I'm fuckn payn, and that's all that matters
HaHaHaHaHaHaHa
The firmIs a fuckn in the house
Come on!
Gimme some
HaHaHaHaHaHaHa