Blood On The Dance Floor - Ima Monster (Heart On My Sleeve) lyrics

10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 LET'S GOOOOOO. OH NOOOO. Can't stop the tickles. They call me Dr. Giggles. It's o-o-o-off the chizzle Fo' shizzle dizzle I'm bangin' with the b-o-t-o-dizzle With wiffles 'Cause I dribble like I'm rubbing on nipples. Gotta get out the pickle Make it rain with the ripples. Let my, candy rum trickle Get you buzzed with double triples. Getting head, in rentals Avoiding the parentals. This is ghetto, plain and simple With the down beat tempo. Oh, no! They be hatin' us. 'Cause we're glamorous. They be hatin' us. 'Cause I'm fabulous. Can't stop me once I've started, Baby, got me retarded. Don't phunk-phunk-phunk-phunnnk With my heart. LET'S GOOOOO. [Chorus:] Chop, chop, chop you up. I'm a monster, (hah, hah hah) Eat you like a cannibal, Spit you out like an animal. [x2] Slice, slice, slice you up. I'm a monster, (hah, hah hah) Cut you up, I'll slice and dice Serve you up as cold as ice. [x2] Go 'head girl, shake that bu*t. Make me freakin' bust a nut! Crank that music, bust it up. Let's get wasted, super UHN. Guess what, honey. I'm a freak. I'm a freak inside the sheets. Rough, tough, naughty nurse. Rip it up, now make it hurt. Don't stop, get it, get it! Last for hours, not for minutes. Open wide for my surprise, Scratch and blow for your grand prize. Smear it on your plastic face, Leave you with a sweeter taste. Super soaker on your chest, Let it drip down on your breasts. LET'S GOOOOOO! [Chorus] Haateers make me faaaamous [x5] [Chorus]