[Intro:]
No! Sit in that fuckin corner b***h!
No! Just sit in that fuckin corner and shut the f**k up, b***h!
Should've kept you off the internet
Just sit in that fuckin corner b***h! Shut the f**k up!

[Verse:]
Razorblade the nipples, Baby breastfeed me
I just saw your face on the tv, Look at that
They already think you're layin six feet deep, Took a nap
Now they on the news talkin 'bout they want their hooker back
I gave her back to 'em, Not before I took a bat, bashed in the head
Bathed in it and played in it and smashed in the Chev' back to the hideout
S**t, I took a machete and dug her fuckin eyes out
Now I'm on the internet, m*******a why not?
Myspace is my place, Pick her up and tie knots
Got her on the bed playin dead
F****d her then I took her to the bathtub and made her bloody red
No matter what he said, n***a he's The Ripgut
I saw him slice a ni***z d**k up and cut a ni***z b***h up
Put her in the trash bag and that's that
He's on Facebook, She's in his face look

[Chorus:]
So sit in that fuckin corner b***h!
(Where's my muthafuckin razorblade?)
(Hey, I'm tellin you b***h, You better take me serious)
Sit in that corner b***h!
(Remember when you got that computer for Christmas?)
(Yeah, That's why you're here)
So sit in that fuckin corner b***h!
(Should've told them you wanted some damn uh, Christian Louboutin)
Aye, Sit in that corner b***h!
(Now I'm about to cut you, meat you, heat you and eat you, b***h!)

[Verse 2:]
Yeah, She asked me for a cigarette, Here you go b***h, bet
First, Pull out the tiddies and I promise I'll get you wet
After I slit your neck, I keep 'em brainwashed
Cut open the skull in cold water, Get your brains washed
I'm in the kitchen with the Ithica, Rippin your b*****s britches up
Itchin to get to spit the guts outta my mouth
Imma get it outta my house by cookin it and eatin it
And then I'm shittin it out like I do emcees
You will find s**t all in the couch
S**t in the bathroom and s**t in the mouth
And razorblades and alcohol, s**t in the pouch
Like 50 b*****s on they period, I'm serious now
It's about to take 3 hours like ham hogs
Trust me, I'm tryna feed all them kids and the damn dog
I don't want a ransom, I'm sicker than Charlie Manson and some
Like Chuckie, I'm cuttin up butt cheeks

[Chorus:]
So sit in that fuckin corner b***h!
(Yeah, It's just about an hour left before dinner)
(You wanna watch a movie?)
Sit in that corner b***h!
(Instead of popcorn, I got pop corn alligator, You want some?)
So sit in that fuckin corner b***h!
(Oh okay, Well um, I gotta piss so uh, You need anything to drink?)
Aye, Sit in that corner b***h!
(Yeah, I also got diarrhea too, So uh you want a milkshake?)
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Sit In That Corner Lyrics

Brotha Lynch Hung – Sit In That Corner Lyrics