creep trying to sell you lies weA're just another punkrockband i hope youA're satisfied We wanna thank you for the money and for the food we would like to thank
to the feds like couple man i knowwww You?re a snitch i was there Duku yourself If you stackin up p and you aint frontin then you have the right to
fire two, then burst shit that's what happen when you thrust You think you comin' home, but you meetin' chrome You really thought you had the throne, 'cuz you
spy inside your heart I knew it's hate from the start You know who you are You grab your click-click-bang, swang them thangs It really don't matter, you
Could you sign this for me please? (Sure, what's your name?) Thanks thanks, I'm a real big fan, thanks thanks (Here you are) Thanks a lot! [Intro
' my song Y'all niggaz better leave me alone, I think y'all betta leave me alone I'm tryin' to stack a dollar pop my collar while I'm singin' my song You
newborn, you'd be the jealous older brother Yea, daddy love us but in the meanwhile You talkin behind his back and in his face you smile You moved out the house, You
Strap on a fake dick, and stick you where you shit (ha ha) Chorus Come you all, come and hail the Queen Everybody let me hear you sing Come you all,
they eight I'm straight you dig What you need ten, ain't no fuckin' order too big And makin' crack like this is the song You won't be getting yo money
leave me alone (I think you better leave me alone) I'm tryin to stack a dollar pop my collar while I'm singin my song You bitches better leave me alone (I think you
you fucking faggot snitches, so don't you try, we're packin` 9's, we leave you dead in ditches. Johnny 3 Tears: Don't get us wrong we only made this song
broad, better automobile (Uhh) Bet a yard (Naw!) Bet a hundred mil Then by the songs end I'll probably start another trend I know ev'ry thing you wann
shall parish, ill roof you little nigga, Im a project terrorist, cute you little niggaz think you in my class subsitute little niggaz soon feel my wrath, I mute you little niggaz you
's newborn, you'd be the jealous older brother Yea, daddy love us but in the meanwhile You talkin behind his back and in his face you smile You moved out the house, You
Set up shop. Fuck a hata, you the snitch.. You a flashlight cop. Bring it back in the chevy. Leanin' in the drop top. Smokin' perk, watchin' werk, you can bounce, you
shit again Well play this song back in listen to this shit again Well play this song back in listen to this shit again Make sure you comprehend make sure you
