It feels so 'cause it feel so right But it's alright, it's with me I'll do my steps all by I don't need nobody to with me
But if you just give me a I can put you in a trance, the way I But don't nobody wanna with me So I'm my ball and going home, home
I'm that guy, man, shove a dime up in my end And it with my butt muscles while I cut vocals poke holes in your shirt, jump in mud puddles While I mud holes in your ass, girl, now let's cuddle
Blood curdling, you're gurgling in on your waddle I do for my trick, I'm feeling wonderful I think I might just do a little less subtle Shove a Tonka truck up a little kids butt hole
Feel the wrath of a psychopath Ambassador Of the Day massacre slash assassin I slash her in the ass with an icicle and her lay in a blood bath While I put a catheter in and in the bath with her
In my Spider Man mask, man, just The fun I can have a strap on Stick up a Kim ass And make the run a triathlon
Are those pistachios? I'd like to have 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 'cause it so right But alright, it's okay with me do my steps all by myself I don't need nobody to play 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 and going home, home
I'm like Houdini, my teeny, eenie, weenie between each One of my thighs and make it disappear like a Make this shit like Tara Reid in a bikini Believe me, homie, you don't the meaning of a meanie
They call me the fruit loop Jupiter, I'm tryna maneuver The hoover up in your shoot, don't 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 a tube in the studio Now who do ya is more fruitier? Weeny smothered in peanut butter pudding on the tube of Eye shadow and that'd look nice, you seen it, mother
I think I'll put a piece of art on my Visa Then I'll go Mischa Barton with a pleasin' art Then mosey on over to Rosie O'Donnell's McDonald's in her lap and watch the Sopranos.
It feels so 'cause it feel so right But it's alright, okay with me I'll do my steps all by I need nobody to play with me
But if you just give me a I can put you in a trance, the way I But don't nobody wanna play me So I'm taking my and going home, home
Shady, what are ya doin' on a human? Grab an aluminum bat, can't hide a clue in the Boom and assumin' the fact that that dude's in the back Usin' the bathroom, vacuumin' a
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 of stab wounds You in a trance, I'm doing my dance, ooh
But they're afraid I might get Palin by the hair and Make her a bathin' suit and take her parasailin' Shady, why do you gotta pick on the lady Why you make her read 84 bed stories to you in baby talk?
'Cause I'm scared, there's monsters my bed Kelly Pickler hid my juice box under my No my ass is wet, my diaper needs to be changed You like graffiti, dike? Well, I can pee-pee and write name
It feels so 'cause it feel so right But it's alright, it's with me I'll do my steps all by 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 don't wanna play with me So I'm my ball and going home, home
Fine, nobody wants to with me? Fuck you then, Guys, you're always mean to me All you ever do is rub gum in my and stuff You guys are gon' make me, me sad Bad, I'm cry, I'm crying I'm tell my mom Mom