Sit up by the fire
The warmth is cozy
It gingerbread hunting time
Let's be nosy
Run run as fast as you can
We gonna eat this gingerbread man
With raisin eyes and a cherry nose
He not gonna have no hands or toes
Like the mf from the movie Shrek
He a whiny little bitch
He an emotional wreck
I build on his house with candy and cream
But after I get a taste
I want a time machine
So I can do it again
And again
And again
I eat that motherfucker till the end
Till the end
He is fruity
He's mean
He a gingerbread machine
I take a little nibble then dip him in the lean
I'm gambling on the fact that he is lonely
But I'm here asking him to grope me
He the imposter and he telling them to vote me
He on a new strain he starting up with codeine
That's a new line for today yes sir
I take a bite of Gingy then I say racial slurs
Cause I hate Irish people they don't embrace the season of love
It's time to hit the Griddy for the spirits above
Talking God, the father, and our holy holy son
If you talking trash I'm boutta pull out my gun
Cause slander wont be taken without consequences
Gingy better stop his yapping or his booty clenching
Cary Grove is where I'm born, I'm raised, I'm grown
Cooking up a man so I can eat his new clone
Talking brand new buttons and some brand new licorice
Yelling out my window can yall motherfuckers sing with this?
Run run as fast you can
I'm gonna catch me a inbred man
Down south from Alabama
I like em born and raised
On a farm, a little rancher
And I spot a couple greys
Little pubes on his faces
Grazing up against my cheek
Spend my time so well
Every day feels like a week
