kinda fire though

takeing my testic- ball, definitely ball.

shove a f**kin’ tonka truck up a little kid’s butthole

that’s one of the lyrics

oh, still wtf

shove a diamond up my hind end, and crush it with my butt muscles
that’s the first line too lmao

lick my cock i have an erection, oh not lyrics? ok.

Yo
Dre, man
Make my vocals sound sexy (woo)
Come on, man, come on, man
Okay
It feels so wrong 'cause it feels so right
But it's alright, it's okay with me
I'll do my steps all by myself
I don't need nobody to play with me
But if you just give me a chance
I can put you in a trance the way I dance
But don't nobody wanna play with me
So I'm takin' my ball and goin' home, home
I'm that guy, man
Shove a diamond up my hind end
And crush it with my butt muscles while I cut vocals
S**t poke holes in ya shirt, jump in mud puddles
While I stomp mudholes in ya ass, girl
Now let's cuddle
Blood curdlin', you're gurglin' on your blood, what'll
I do for my next trick, I'm feelin' wonderful
I think I might just do somethin' a little less subtle
Shove a f**kin' Tonka truck up a little kid's butthole (oh)
Feel the wrath of a psychopath slash ambassador of the Valentine's Day Massacre slash assassin
I slash her in the ass with a icicle
And leave her layin' a blood bath
While I put a catheter in and jump in the bath with her
In my Spider-Man mask, man
Just imagine the fun I can have with a strap on
Stick it up Kim Kardashian's ass and make the bitch run a triathlon
Are those pistachios? Damn, I'd like to have some
Layin' on the patio, man, rollin' a fat one
Shady, drop the magic marker, put the cap on
Go***mn, man, are you that much of an asshole?
It feels so wrong 'cause it feels so right
But it's alright, it's okay with me
I'll do my steps all by myself
I don't need nobody to play with me
But if you just give me a chance
I can put you in a trance the way I dance
But don't nobody wanna play with me
So I'm takin' my ball and goin' home, home
I'm like Houdini
Tuck my teenie-eenie-weenie between each
One of my thighs and make it disappear like a genie
Make the shit disappear like Tara Reid in a bikini (oh)
Believe me homie, you don't know the meanin' of a meanie
They call me the fruit loop from Jupiter
I'm tryin' to maneuver the hoover up in your poop shoot
Don't move or ya might get it stuck so f**kin' far in your uvula
You ain't gonna know what he was tryna do to ya gluteus
Totally tubular, sniffin' glue through a tube in the studio
Now who do ya think is more fruitier?
Wiener smothered in peanut butter puttin' on a tube of ya eye shadow
And man, it look nice, you should have seen it, mother
I think I'll put a piece of art on my Visa card
Then I'll go beat Mischa Barton with a Cuisinart
Then mosy on over to Rosie O'Donnell's
With McDonald's, jump on her lap and watch the S

Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot
At the body shop, doing something unholy
He lucky, lucky, yeah (ooh)
He lucky, lucky, yeah (ye-yeah)
He lucky, lucky, yeah
He lucky, lucky, yeah
A lucky, lucky girl
She got married to a boy like you
She'd kick you out if she ever, ever knew
'Bout all the - you tell me that you do
Dirty, dirty boy
You know everyone is talking on the scene
I hear them whispering 'bout the places that you've been
And how you don't know how to keep your business clean
Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot
At the body shop, doing something unholy
He's sat back while she's dropping it, she be popping it
Yeah, she put it down slowly
Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh, he left his kids at
Ho-ee-oh-ee-ome, so he can get that
Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot
At the body shop, doing something unholy (woo)
Mmm, daddy, daddy, if you want it, drop the add'y (yuh)
Give me love, give me Fendi, my Balenciaga daddy
You gon' need to bag it up, 'cause I'm spending on Rodeo (woo)
You can watch me back it up, I'll be gone in the a.m.
And he, he get me Prada, get me Miu Miu like Rihanna (ah)
He always call me 'cause I never cause no drama
And when you want it, baby, I know I got you covered
And when you need it, baby, just jump under the covers
Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot
At the body shop, doin' somethin' unholy
He's sat back while she's dropping it, she be popping it
Yeah, she put it down slowly
Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh, he left his kids at
Ho-ee-oh-ee-ome, so he can get that
Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot
At the body shop, doin' something unholy