What did I do? Tell me:tell me what did I do?

Tell me: NOTHIN'! I did nothin' wrong! Tell me. Nothin'!

Look at that guy over there he's so skinny

He'd prolly suck my dick for a penny

That's fuckin' nasty what kinda bitch does he get

The kind that smells like shit with a scabbed lip

Pushin' all that trash in his shopping cart

Musta smoked himself into a retard

No shoes thick-ass calloused-up toes

Frozen boogers all up under his whisky nose

The motherfuckers ass is prolly molded shut

Bet he's got tadpoles livin' on his butt

I fuckin' don't understand these people

No kinda class

Somebody needs to beat they ass

I wanna tell him GET THE FUCK OFF MY BLOCK!

I wanna beat his face in with a rock!

He ain't good for shit, but bringin' our property down

Draggin' his funky ass around

He's starvin', sportin' a pair of troop sweats

Hands dried and cracked up like the Sahara

Wantin' everyone's affection

Wait a minute, that's me, I'm lookin' at my own reflection

Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right,

Swing left, swing right, swing on, and on

Swing left, swing right, swing left, swing right,

Swing left, swing right, swing on, and on, and:



Where the fuck is this bitch, she makes me sick

I'm guessin' right now she's got a mouth full of dick

I know she fucks on me, who needs proof

She prolly kisses me with dick hairs on her tooth

I bet she fucks people in my own bed

He wears my slippers while she's givin'em head

Look what I do, I get away with it

What the fuck makes me think that she ain't never did it

Last time I beat her ass wasn't shit

Fat lips ain't nothin', this time I'm