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I'm sick of this bullshit All these bitches thinking they're the fuckin' whip just 'cause they got a neden Fuck your neden bitch! That's right and don't call me sexist 'cause I ain't sexist I'm the sexiest but I ain't sexist If I'm sexist, then I'm the sexiest sexist Bitch, call me sexy sex, sexy sexist! I see you hoes on TV Glamorous models, super celebrities Rolls-Royce, fine wines and class You need to come down to the hood, let me spank that ass I want a famous hoe (yeah) A bitch on top with some helly bankroll I been chasing a girl from Letters to Cleo But she broker 'n me, though Mariah Carey, man, forget it If O.D.B. hit it, I can't fuck wit' it (nah) Nothing against Ol' Dirty or nothin' But I know he at least got herpes or somethin' I wouldn't mind fucking Britney Spears In a cheap hotel with them ceiling mirrors (uh-huh) With that bitch in a couple of weeks I'd have her hooked on crack rock, working the streets (slut) All them hoes fantasize About juggalo scrubs in between they thighs (heh, heh, heh) But they too scared to let it be So instead, they fuck Ricky Martin and pretend it's me Let a killer fuck you (don't you, ho?), let a killer fuck you Let a killer fuck you right (let a killer fuck you right) Let a killer fuck you, let a killer fuck you (one time) Never gone back in the night (never gone back in the night) Let a killer fuck you, let a killer fuck you (slow dance) Let a killer fuck you right (let a killer fuck you right) Let a killer fuck you, let a killer fuck you Never gone back in the night (never gone back in the night) Huh? Let's see where to begin Knock, knock (who's there?) A ball sack for your chin I be fuckin' them business hoes at Jive From them interns up to the president's wife They surely ain't famous but I still put 'em in the buck Leave the glitz and glamour to J, I don't give a fuck But Clyde walked in, his jaw dropped down Act like he never seen the butt cheeks of a clown I had the secretary on the top of the desk Asshole naked, I was in the cigar chest Smoking up Cuban blunts with the janitor I fucked all them hoes at Jive, ask my manager (yup) Business women in executive halls (bitch) Let your head down an' tongue slap my balls Some of them bitches are a little bit old (Old?) Dusty-ass neden with a loopy fold Like this one chick I fucked in the dark I had the bitch moaning like a happy-ass retard We finished, turn on the lights, sweat was pourin' Oh shit! (What?) Sharon Osbourne! Let a killer fuck you, let a killer fuck you (like dogs) Let a killer fuck you right (let a killer fuck you right) Let a killer fuck you, let a killer fuck you Never gone back in the night (never gone back in the night) Let a killer fuck you, let a killer fuck you Let a killer fuck you right (let a killer fuck you right) Let a killer fuck you, let a killer fuck you (one time) Never gone back in the night (never gone back in the night) I wanna fuck Carmen Electra (yeah) 'Cause she'll fuck anybody first day she met ya But as soon as she fall off the map She on to the next guy like, "'Sup?" baby Let me fuck a famous ho one night I'll post the video up on our website (heh heh) Me an Shaggy might sit with the stars But my boys are out back breakin' into your cars Dumb hoes quit fuckin' them richies With silky shirts on turtleneck Dickies Frenchies straight out the hair salon With a faggot-ass name like Jean (sissy) We the ones from the other side Yellin' "Clown love, bitch!" out the ghetto ride (Wwhoop, whoop) I won't take you on any expensive trips (uh-huh) But I'll part yo neden lips (heh, heh) Who you wanna ride with, them or us? Jaguar with Ken or the SEMTA bus (oh) Fuck you then, we don't need you hoes (ho) ICP forever with the juggalos Let a killer fuck you (that's right, that's right), let a killer fuck you Let a killer fuck you right (let a killer fuck you right!) Let a killer fuck you, let a killer fuck you (fuck you) Never gone back in the night (never gone back in the night) Let a killer fuck you (killers), let a killer fuck you Let a killer fuck you right (let a killer fuck you right!) Let a killer fuck you, let a killer fuck you (jump steady) Never gone back in the night Let a killer fuck you, let a killer fuck you (rude boy) Let a killer fuck you right (let a killer fuck you right) Let a killer fuck you, let a killer fuck you Never gone back in the night (never gone back in the night) Let a killer fuck you, let a killer fuck you (stand up) Let a killer fuck you right (let a killer fuck you right) Let a killer fuck you, let a killer fuck you (turn down) Never gone back in the night (never gone back in the night) I'm sick of this bullshit, that's right, you need to stay on TV Because this is my reality But I'm even sick of these hotties in the real world like at the beach I see you at the beach, bitch wearing your thong bikini You one of those bitch beaches You're one of them beaches at the bitch You're one of them of, you're a bitch at the beach And I'm sick of that shit because the bottom line is this I'ma go to the motherfuckin bitch with my motherfuckin' speedo's on And I'ma walk up and down the beach like 'Sup bitch? Hahaha, bitch, bitch Ooh, we're gonna have fun, ooh, yes
Writer(s): Mike E. Clark, William Dail, Joseph Bruce Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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