You were fuckin penny pencha id never give a incha Short arms and deep pockets be sure to lock it real special You wont go drivein through our neighborhood your fuckin Your women wait on you to sleep then sneak out on a creep and come back home and kiss you Leave some nut on your cheek because that bitch a freek but you just fake like you asleep your fuckin This mother fucker got a chicken neck fool aint never earned a check We took a watch off a deadman after a car wreck and scam and live your life as weak as you can your fuckin Bitch you got a big fuckin ass titties flashin like strobe lights You bitches know we gotta go but you aint fuckin tonight you aint right i think i know whats wrong with you boo your fuckin
Get your stale ass off me Back your stale ass off me So fresh because i wont have stress Get your stale ass off me Back your stale ass off me And i dont need that staleness bitch ass!
We swing both ways and still swear thats your pimp hand Plus your thirty somthin or other supported by your motha Fuckin chickies without a rubber your fuckin These rappers spittin wicked shit with panties on under there jeans Actin like there topgun but run when i pop one You get a bullet in your smile disrespectin our style your fuckin Tou can use this as if you legit but to me your just ass talkin poop and shit You know you should quit before we boot you lip your fuckin Your stalkin a fat lard your windows and doors bared You covered up the tattoo head of a jokers card you fuckin
Get your stale ass off me Back your stale ass off me So fresh because i wont have stress Get your stale ass off me Back your stale ass off me And i dont need that staleness bitch ass! More from ICP (Insane Clown Posse)