I'm gonna stalk this hoochie I'm gonna stalk this hoochie
So I'm gripping this old peice of shit, right? Here's this smoochie poo at the stop light Ahem, how's about a date? Two tickets for the circus, pick you up at 8 Yeah, but I'll stick my boot up your ass Heh heh, but I ain't nagging To the next light in my pink volkswagon Oh, excuse me, ho, but I'm Violent J act like you know Violent J the country singer? No, Violent J the southwest gangstero And the bitch was gone (awww) So I followed her home (huh?) Cause I got it going on (ohhhh!) And I'm in the Haugh (Yep!) Parked at a spot good enough to hawk her Things you do when you's a stalker
"I really don't like to talk about it, but he ruined my life, I mean he was everywhere,everywhere I went."
I think that ditso likes me, yeah She tells you to fuck off with such class! I think that ditso likes me Yeah, go on and get that ass!
Well, the stalker stalks his target Just happened to see her at the super-market Oh, hi, hey, that peanut butter sucks You wouldn't like Jiffy, it ain't go no nuts She ran away scared, and I'm staring at her butt-cheeks Cause I know she loves me, she wanna tease and tease and rub and dub me
I'm back in a stone brick house Candle light dinner and some Mexican chow Yo, I know she gonna show up Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick, no luck Peep through her window, jack off in her back yard Somebody pulled a joker's card And you know what joker caught you Things you do when you's the stalker
"I don't know, because I know he'll be back. He always come back. I'll never be able to lead a normal again."
I'm gonna stalk this hoochie (oochie coochie poochie) I'm gonna stalk this hoochie (smoochie coochie poochie)
I've been hawking for about 2 weeks And I ain't even got a fucking kiss on the cheek I'm gonna put that college boy in a neck-brace! She loves me lots, and that's for real That night, I snuck in her back door with a bucket of chicken and a bottle Tip-toe, tip-toe creeping, cause I know my baby's sleeping Snuck in the bedroom, look through (aaaahhh!) She stuck me in the eye with a broom Popped my eye back and I can't find her Ran through the bedroom, ran through the living room, ran for the bathroom, gotta take a doo Now I stress pulling out my hair, I think I heard that bitch up-stairs Up the steps, wicked clown Then I hear a clicking sound Honey, is that you? How's about a kissy smoochie poo? Her daddy's gun to my nugget Never liked the bitch, anyway, fuck it
"I tried to run, but he was always right there, just ahead of me." "He would always catch me, and hurt me."
Nah, she don't like me, man That bitch shot me in the head, man She shot me in the nugget, man Nah, she don't like me, man, she don't like me She shot me in the nugget, man How's she gonna like me, man? She shot me in the nugget, dog Stop it, man, she don't like me She shot me in the forehead, man! How's she gonna like me, man?
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