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 am so played out
When will it end
I wanted to make out
She wants to be friends
I'm so satanic
She is so born again
I need to hit that p****
But she won't let me in
I seen them jeans when they first walked in
Sshhh don't say a thing
I can hear your p**** talkin
Me and you can do some serious f*****
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
I roll up
On my independence
And ask this s***
Who her big a** friend is
I can't olly
I can't drop in
But I skate to the liquor store and buy some gin
Give me that
hed hed hed
I need it
hed hed hed
I want it
hed hed hed
You need it
hed hed hed
Come on
This one's for my real punk rock homies
f*** the whole world
Let the whole world blow me
f*** you b****
f*** him
f*** her
And if Mommy looks good I'ma be a m***********
I smoke the type of chronic that them white boys grow
and when I'm out on tour
They flex them crops at the show
Twenty years ago
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
If it wasn't for hip-hop
I'd probably be dead or locked up in the pen or in the county jail
Boppin with my blues on
Mad as hell
But i'm out and getting more p**** than d***s in the dark
I smoke with DMX
And I crank with Linkin Park
I drive a stock Chevy
and shop at the Wallmart
Give me that
hed hed hed
I need it
hed hed hed
I want it
hed hed hed
You need it
hed hed hed
Come on
Turn it up
It's about to go down
Lite it up
Take a puff
Pass it around
I don't givafuk
Fool fill my cup
I'ma f*** a dirty s***
I'ma drink and throw it up
Your band is not punk rock
It sounds like s***
How many tramps wanna suck my d***
You think you know me but you don't know s***
You get the black eye and the big fat lip
You get so mad
See me get hi
If you so p*****
Go ahead and slit your wrists
Flick on your c******* and pull on yours t***
and what not
I pull your pony tail
and find the spot
Come on
Give me that
hed hed hed
I need it
hed hed hed
I want it
hed hed hed
You need it
hed hed hed
This lil trik stayed home
This lil trik she's lookin for love
But this lil trik just wants to bone
I am so played out
When will it end
I wanted to make out
She wants to be friends
I'm so satanic
She is so born again
I need to hit that p****
But she won't let me in
I seen them jeans when they first walked in
Sshhh don't say a thing
I can hear your p**** talkin
Me and you can do some serious f*****
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
I roll up
On my independence
And ask this s***
Who her big a** friend is
I can't olly
I can't drop in
But I skate to the liquor store and buy some gin
Give me that
hed hed hed
I need it
hed hed hed
I want it
hed hed hed
You need it
hed hed hed
Come on
This one's for my real punk rock homies
f*** the whole world
Let the whole world blow me
f*** you b****
f*** him
f*** her
And if Mommy looks good I'ma be a m***********
I smoke the type of chronic that them white boys grow
and when I'm out on tour
They flex them crops at the show
Twenty years ago
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
If it wasn't for hip-hop
I'd probably be dead or locked up in the pen or in the county jail
Boppin with my blues on
Mad as hell
But i'm out and getting more p**** than d***s in the dark
I smoke with DMX
And I crank with Linkin Park
I drive a stock Chevy
and shop at the Wallmart
Give me that
hed hed hed
I need it
hed hed hed
I want it
hed hed hed
You need it
hed hed hed
Come on
Turn it up
It's about to go down
Lite it up
Take a puff
Pass it around
I don't givafuk
Fool fill my cup
I'ma f*** a dirty s***
I'ma drink and throw it up
Your band is not punk rock
It sounds like s***
How many tramps wanna suck my d***
You think you know me but you don't know s***
You get the black eye and the big fat lip
You get so mad
See me get hi
If you so p*****
Go ahead and slit your wrists
Flick on your c******* and pull on yours t***
and what not
I pull your pony tail
and find the spot
Come on
Give me that
hed hed hed
I need it
hed hed hed
I want it
hed hed hed
You need it
hed hed hed