Woo! [bad word] on, man (x2)
okay!

Hook:
It feels so wrong but it feels so right
But it's allright, 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 could put you in a trance the way I dance
But don't nobody wanna play with me
So I'm taking my ball and going home
Hoo-ooome

Verse 1:
I'm that guy, man
Shove a diamond up my hind end
And [bad word] it with my butt muscles while I cut vocals
 [bad word] poke holes in your shirt jump in mud puddles
While I stomp mud holes in your [bad word]  girl, now let's cuddle
Blood curdling, you're gurgling on your blood what'll
I'll do for my next trick
I'm feelin' one duffle
I think I might just do something a little less subtle
Shove a [bad word] tonka [bad word] up a little kid's [bad word] 
Feel the wrath of a physcopath slash ambassador
of the Valentine's Day massacre slash assassin
I'll slash her in the [bad word] with an icicle
And leave her layin a bloodbath
Put a catheder in and jump in the bath with her
In my Spiderman mask
Man, just imagine the fun I could have with a strap on
Stick it up Kim Kardashian's [bad word] and make the [bad [bad word] a triathalon
Are those pistachios? [bad word]  I'd like to have some
Laying on the patio man, rollin a fat one
Shady drop the magic marker, put the cap on
God [bad word]  man, are you that much of an [bad word] 

Repeat Hook

Verse 2:
I'm like Houdini,
Tuck my teenie-eenie-weenie-between each one of my thighs
And make it dissapear like a ____ (??)
Make that [bad word] dissaper like Tara Reid in a bikini
Believe me, homie, you don't know the meaning of a meanie
They call me the [bad word] loop from Jupiter
I'm tryin ta manuever the hoover up in your [bad word] chute
Don't move or ya, might get it stuck up so [bad word] far in your uvula
You ain't gonna know what he was trying to do to ya gluteus
Totally tubular sniffing glue throught a tube in the stud-i-a
Now who do ya think is more [bad word] i-a?
Weenie smothered in peanut butter pudding on a tube of your eyeshadow
And man it looked nice,
You shoulda seen it, mother.
I think I put a piece of art on my Visa card
Then I go beat Mischa Barton with a Cuisinart
Then mosey on over to Rosy O'Donnell's, with McDonalds,
Jump on her lap, and watch The Sopranos

Repeat Hook

Verse 3:
Shady, what are you doin' chewin' on a human?
Grab an aluminum bat, hit Hiedi Klum in the back
Boom! and assumin' the fact that that dude's in the back room
Usin' the bathroom, vacuumin' a racoon
Skewin' a rat, a cat, screwin a baboon
You shouldn't aks what is he doin with that broom
You should be glad he ain't leave you full of stab wounds
You in a trance, I'm back, doin my dance OOH
But they're afraid I might get Sarah Palin by the hair and make her wear a bathin suit
And take her parasailin?
Shady, why do ya gotta pick on the lady for?
Why you make her read 84 bedtime stories to you in baby talk?
*baby voice* Cuz I'm scared there's monsters under my bed
Can we pick one, hid my juice box under my bassinet
No wonder my [bad word] is wet, my diaper needs to be changed
You like graffiti, [bad word]  Well I can pee-pee and write your name

Repeat Hook

Fine. Nobody wants to play with me?
 [bad word] you, then. [bad word] 
You guys are always mean to me, anyways.
All you do [bad word] gum in my hair and stuff.
You guys are gonna make me sad.
I'm sad.
I'm gonna kye... I'm kying.
*sobs*
I'm gonna tell my mom
Moooom!