Eamon - My #1 fan - (f.u.r.b.) lyrics

(spoken over sung repetitions of "No, no, no") Yeah, let's have fun with this one. It's Eamon, the undisputed king. What up, Skankee. I wanna welcome you to my world of ho-wop. You could say what you wanna say; just say my name right. Thanks for being my biggest fan (sung [with spoken interjections]) See, I don't (Who the f** knows?) Know why (Huh-huh) You're sayin' that I snitched (I ain't no rat, b**h) You're the dick-s**in', off-key skank b**h (Whoo!) Who are you? (Who the f** are you, b**h?) You must love me (Hell yeah) You said I want you back (Ha!) Ho, piss on that (Ho!) I don't touch filthy... like you f** what you said You sound so dumb now (Ha!) f** that bullsh** that you talkin' about (Hell yeah) f** tryin' to diss me Your vocals sound wack (What happened?) Get off my dick (Whoo!) And stay off my track Who is (Who made your tracks, b**h?) Producin'? (Oh my–get the f**...) What the f** is he doin'? (What the f** is this man doin'?) You need a voice coach and some auto-tunin' You're lyin' Please–b**h, you wish you knew me But I don't give a f** (Oh!) Guess what, your time is up (Whoo!) All your fame is off my name (Can't touch E, baby!) f** what you said (Yup) You sound so dumb now (Hell yeah, b**h) f** that bullsh** that you talkin' about (Bullsh**) f** tryin' to diss me Your vocals sound wack (Hell yeah) Get off my dick (And) And stay off my track (Track) f** what you said You sound so dumb now (Stupid!) f** that bullsh** that you talkin' about (Come on now) f** tryin' to diss me Your vocals sound wack (Huh-huh) Get off my dick (Yup) And stay off my track After this, I'll know your role (Yup) Girl, I'm your pimp and you're my ho (Ha) The reason you're on radio 'Cause I let you borrow my flow When you get some money, ho (Come on) Girl, you could hit up my cell phone (You know it) And give me the money you owe (You owe me, b**h) 'Cause I'm your pimp and you're my ho (Oh!) f** what you said (Uh!) You sound so dumb now (Uh-huh!) f** that bullsh** that you talkin' about (Bullsh**!) f** tryin' to diss me Your vocals sound wack (Yup!) Get off my dick And stay off my track (spoken over sung repetitions of "Oh oh, oh oh / Uh huh, yeah") Thank you, thank you, thank you. Don't get it twisted. I do love them hoes. And Skankee–see you next Tuesday. You can figure it out for yourself. And everybody out there–cop the album. Thank you, and good night. Peace