This lil trik went out to the club
This lil trik stayed home
This lil trik she's lookin for love
But this lil trik just wants to bone
I seen them jeans when they first walked in
I can hear your pussy talkin
Me and you can do some serious fuckin
But I got a girlfriend and you got a boyfriend
So you and your litle boyfriend should just keep on walking
cuz if that little man got a problem
This man knows how to solve em
Next time I see him at the 7-11
I'ma turn my skateboard into a deadly weapon
Who her big ass friend is
But I skate to the liquor store and buy some gin
This one's for my real punk rock homies
Let the whole world blow me
And if Mommy looks good I'ma be a motherfucker
I smoke the type of chronic that them white boys grow
They flex them crops at the show
They smoked Columbia gold
Today we pack a skunk in that Columbian fold
How many groupies wanna get backstage
and if it wasn't for groupies I'd probably never get laid
I'd probably be dead or locked up in the pen or in the county jail
But i'm out and getting more pussy than dykes in the dark
And I crank with Linkin Park
I'ma drink and throw it up
Your band is not punk rock
How many tramps wanna suck my dick
You think you know me but you don't know shit
You get the black eye and the big fat lip
Go ahead and slit your wrists
Flick on your clitoris and pull on yours tits