Your jokes ainīt funny and thereīs nothing you say
That I wanna hear
The sound of the door slamming your ass out
Is the music to my ears
If I can't beat you, then I'm gonna beat you
To a pulp
So can the TV rays and take my hardened glaze
Right down... your... throat!
You're standing too close
What the fuck's with you?
You ain't my old lady
And you ain't a tattoo
No need to whimper, no need to shout
This party's over! So get the fuck out.
Well I puke, I stink
Bitch get me a drink
Cuz I'm paying for the room
I ain't buying you breakfast
So keep your mouth busy
Wrap your lips around my attitude
Take a walk with me
With your tripple Double D's
And your 40 foot do
Why you walking funny?
You must have spent some time
With the boys in the crew!
You're standing too close
What the fuck's with you?
You ain't my old lady
And you ain't a tattoo
No need to whimper, no need to shout
This party's over! So get the fuck out.
The mornings coming, get out of my bed
If I find you when I wake up
The maid is going to find you dead
You're standing too close
What the fuck's with you?
You ain't my old lady
And you ain't a tattoo
No need to whimper, no need to shout
This party's over!
Get the fuck out!
Get the fuck out!
Get the fuck out, bitch!
That I wanna hear
The sound of the door slamming your ass out
Is the music to my ears
If I can't beat you, then I'm gonna beat you
To a pulp
So can the TV rays and take my hardened glaze
Right down... your... throat!
You're standing too close
What the fuck's with you?
You ain't my old lady
And you ain't a tattoo
No need to whimper, no need to shout
This party's over! So get the fuck out.
Well I puke, I stink
Bitch get me a drink
Cuz I'm paying for the room
I ain't buying you breakfast
So keep your mouth busy
Wrap your lips around my attitude
Take a walk with me
With your tripple Double D's
And your 40 foot do
Why you walking funny?
You must have spent some time
With the boys in the crew!
You're standing too close
What the fuck's with you?
You ain't my old lady
And you ain't a tattoo
No need to whimper, no need to shout
This party's over! So get the fuck out.
The mornings coming, get out of my bed
If I find you when I wake up
The maid is going to find you dead
You're standing too close
What the fuck's with you?
You ain't my old lady
And you ain't a tattoo
No need to whimper, no need to shout
This party's over!
Get the fuck out!
Get the fuck out!
Get the fuck out, bitch!
