It feels so wrong it feel so right But it's alright, it's okay me I'll do my all by myself 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 play with me So I'm my ball and going home, home
I'm guy, man, shove a dime up in my hind end And crush it my butt muscles while I cut vocals Slut poke 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 blood I do for my next trick, I'm feeling I think I might just do something a less subtle Shove a fucking Tonka truck up a little butt hole
Feel the wrath of a psychopath Ambassador Of the Day massacre slash assassin I her in the ass with an icicle and leave her lay in a blood bath While I put a catheter in and in the bath with her
In my Spider Man mask, man, imagine The fun I can have with a on up a Kim Kardashians ass And make the run a triathlon
Are those pistachios? Damn I'd like to have on the patio, man rolling a fat one Shady drop the marker, put the cap on man, are you that 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 need nobody to play 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 taking my and going home, home
I'm like Houdini, my teeny, eenie, weenie between each One of my thighs and it disappear like a genie Make shit disappear 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 up in your poop shoot, don't move or ya Might get it stuck up so fuckin' far up in uvula You ain't gonna know what he was tryna do to gluteus
Totally tubular, sniffin' through a tube in the studio Now who do ya think is more Weeny smothered in peanut pudding on the tube of your Eye and that'd look nice, you shoulda seen it, mother
I think I'll put a piece of art on my card I'll go beat Mischa Barton with a pleasin' art Then mosey on over to O'Donnell's with McDonald's in her lap and watch the Sopranos.
It feels so wrong it feel so right But it's alright, it's with me I'll do my steps all by I need 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
Shady, what are ya doin' on a human? Grab an aluminum bat, can't hide a in the back Boom and assumin' the fact that that dude's in the back Usin' the bathroom, vacuumin' a
a rat, a cat, screwin' a baboon You shouldn't ask, what is he doin' with that You should be he ain't leave you full of stab wounds You in a trance, I'm back my dance, ooh
But they're I might get Sarah Palin by the hair and Make her wear a bathin' suit and her parasailin' Shady, why do you gotta on the lady for? Why you make her read 84 bed time stories to you in talk?
'Cause I'm scared, there's monsters my bed Kelly Pickler hid my juice box under my No wonder my ass is wet, my diaper needs to be You like graffiti, dike? Well, I can pee-pee and write name
It so wrong 'cause it feel so right But it's alright, it's okay me I'll do my steps all by I need 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 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 do is rub gum in my hair and stuff You are gon' make me, make me sad Bad, I'm cry, I'm crying I'm tell my mom Mom