I'm sick of this bullsh**
All these b**hes thinking they're the f**in whip
just cuz they got a neden
f** yer neden b**h!
That's right and don't call me s**'est cuz I aint s**'est
I'm the s**iest but I aint s**ist if IM s**ist
then IM the s**iest s**ist
b**h call me Sexy s** s**y s**ist!
I see you hoes on TV glamorous models super celebrities
Roles Royce fine wines and cla**
You need to come down to the hood let me spank at a**
I want a famous hoe, A b**h on top with some helly bank role
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 f** wit it!
Nothing against Ol' Dirty or nothing but
I know he at least got herpes or something
I wouldn't mind f**ing Brittany Spears
In a cheap hotel wit them ceiling mirrors
Wit that b**h in a couple of weeks
I'd have her hooked on crack rock working the streets
All them hoes fantasize about juggalo scrubs
In between they thighs
But they too scared to let it be
So instead they f** Ricky Martin and pretend its me!
[Chorus 2X]
Let a k**er f** you.
Let a k**er f** you.
Let a k**er f** you right!
Let a k**er f** you.
Let a k**er f** you.
Never gone back in the night.
Huh? Lets see were to begin knock knock
(Who's there?) a ball sac for your chin
I be f**ing them business hoes at job
from them interns up to the presidents wife
Now Shelly ain't famous but I still put'em in a bone through
Leave the glitz and glamour to J I don't give a f**
But Clyde walked in his jaw dropped down
Act like he never seen the bu*t cheeks of a clown
I had the secretary on the top of the desk
Ass hole naked, I was in the cigar chest
Smoking up Cuban blunts with the janitor
I f**ed all them hoes at job ask my manager
Business women in executive halls
Let your head down an tongue slap my balls
Some of them b**hes are a little bit old
Dusty a** neden with a loopy foam
Like this one chick I f**ed in The dark
I had the b**h moaning like a happy a** retard
We finished turn on the lights sweat was pourin
Oh sh** Sharon Osbourne!!
(Chorus x2)
Let a k**er f** you
Let a k**er f** you
Let a k**er f** you right!
Let a k**er f** you
Let a k**er f** you
Never gone back in the night
I wanna f** Carmen Elektra
Cuz she'll f** anybody first day she met ya
But as soon as she fall off the map
She on to the next guy like "High" baby
Let me f** a famous hoe one night
I'll post the video up on our web site
(Hehhe) me an shaggy might sit with the stars
But my boys are out back break-in into your cars
Dumb hoes quite f**in them richees
Wit silky shirts on turtle neck dickeys
Frenchies straight out the hair salon
With a f*ggot a** name like Jean
We the ones from the other side yellin
(clown love b**h!!) out the ghetto ride
I won't take you on any expensive trips
But I'll part yo neden lips
(hehhe) Wanna ride wit them or us
Jaguar with Ken or the Sym to bus'
f** you den we don't need you hoes
I.C.P forever with the juggalos
(Chorus 4X)
Let a k**er f** you
Let a k**er f** you.
Let a k**er f** you right!
Let a k**er f** you.
Let a k**er f** you.
Never gone back in the night.
I'm sick of this bullsh**
That's right you need to stay on TV because this is my reality
But I'm even sick of these hottys in the real world, like at the beach
I see you at the beach b**h, wearing your thong bikini
You one of those b**h beaches, your one of them beaches at the b**h
Your one of them and your a b**h at the beach
An I'm sick of that sh** and the bottom line is this
I'm a go to the mother f**in beach with my mothaf**in Speedo's on
and I'm a walk up an down the beach like "SUP b**h" (shahaha)
b**h b**h (ooh) were gonna have fun (hehehe ooh) yes