Your jokes ain't funny and there's
notin' you say
That I wanna hear
The sound of the door slammin' your a__ out
Is 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 tonsil glaze
Right down your throat

You're standin' too close what the
f___'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 f___ out
Get the f___ out

Well I puke, I stink b____ give me a drink
'Cause I'm payin' for the room
I ain't buying you breakfast
So keep your mouth busy and
wrap your lips
All around my attitude

Take a walk with me with your triple
double D's
And your 40-foot do
Why you walkin' funny you must have
spent some time
With the boys in the crew

You're standin' too close what the
f___'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 f___ out
Get the f___ out

The morning's comin' and
this is my bed
If I find you here when I wake up
The maid is gonna find me dead

You're standin' too close what the
f___'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 f___ out
Get the f___ out
Get the f___ out
Get the f___ out

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