Lyrics

Circle circle dot dot, I got my cootie shot! This is a take over, call it a coup-de-tat So let them hands raise, or let that booty drop They tell us to behave, well absolutely not No way, no how, absolutely not No way, no how, absolutely not No way, no how, absolutely not Hell naw, hell naw, absolutely not Circle circle dot dot, now I got my cootie shot It's a coup-de-tat, I'm a Dirty rascal rising to the top Give the King of the Castle red carpets, Fruit Rollin' out By the Foot You can try to jack it, my pencil's sharpened, I wish you would! Bubble gum bubble gum in a dish, how many pieces do you wish? Got snacks on snacks coming straight from the Alps, my Rolls are Swiss And I don't ever mind sharing, but I saved the last one for Sharon So you can't have the shit, she said I'm all that and a bag of chips Meet me after P.E. by the big tree, finna hit that bully hard Get the BG's when he sees me wit the dream team, up on that boulevard Knee deep in this concrete since peewee, even though I don't look the part Always scrapped with the preteens that were teasing to hide my sensitive heart Johnny shot the camel and the camel went boom, the whole playground's exploding I'ma build a squad wit the outcasts, and the kids that never get chosen So slide your toes in, double your knots, tie up your sneaker strings Put your feet up in the circle my dawg, ready up we picking teams! Circle circle dot dot, I got my cootie shot! This is a take over, call it a coup-de-tat So let them hands raise, or let that booty drop They tell us to behave, well absolutely not No way, no how, absolutely not No way, no how, absolutely not No way, no how, absolutely not Hell naw, hell naw, absolutely not Freeze tag or that beats fast, I'm a cheetah raised on that grassland Pencil break with my #2, I'ma be the Bane to your Batman Bloody knuckles I'ma damage your backhand Finna hustle with the candy in my backpack When there's slushy all in my cup, then there's brain freeze in my CAT scan Teacher Teacher, can't ya see!? Got a mind like a 4th grade diplomat Got in trouble when I talked in the back What's the cost on the tag of the gift of gab When I made it to the Big Leagues, was imperative that they paid us I was still reminiscing, on the origins of my cadence Started on the monkey bars, like American Gladiators I was dropping monkey bars, and embarassing all the hatas Eenie, meenie, miny, moe... better get on my squad See me, hear me, try me, no... you don't wanna get got! Circle circle dot dot, I got my cootie shot! This is a take over, call it a coup-de-tat So let them hands raise, or let that booty drop They tell us to behave, well absolutely not No way, no how, absolutely not No way, no how, absolutely not No way, no how, absolutely not Hell naw, hell naw, absolutely not
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