F—k Wit Dre Day And Everybody’s Celebratin’ Ringtones

(Uh) (Let's take it back) Ay yo, check this, son I'm finna wreck this one Fuckin' up the game and tuggin' on ya necklace hun It is I, the masked guy who shouldn't be alive Divin' head first into a motherfuckin' beehive So don't look behind ya, 'cause Reid is always on ya Kidnappin' bitches just to cook me some lasagna I flip shit sick, with a limp wrist Fiendin', pop the lid off this mother with a VVS grin Oh you on one? Well bitch, I'm on a hundred! These tablets make me laugh, in fact I popped a couple caps On my way back to the cabbage patch I stay strapped with a fat gat to peel your cap all the way back 'Cause I ain't got no motherfuckin' time to kill Sittin' bitches down, servin' my dick as they last meal Always comin' with that one two three Yes siree, gee it's me, R-E to the I-D So fuck everybody and fuck everyone Solving all my problems with a fully loaded handgun Step into the ring, and witness the savage's sting The motherfuckin' king is claimin' the throne once again So fuck everyone and fuck everybody Spendin' all my time in the shed countin' bodies The masked chrome killa, bumpin' J Dilla Hittin' a lick will make you sick Ain't nobody illa I got ya new chick straight nibblin' on my nuts Hit her Twitter, smack her shitter Then I dump in her guts, now check it I got more ammo than Rambo and I prefer my eggs scrambled Got me lit like a candle, I'll leave ya manhandled I told you who was next Throwin' Uppercuts straight at ya chest The best pest of the West here to project a mess and ingest flesh Unless I murdered the rest Who woulda guessed it? Yes, Terror's possessed, kid! (Grab-) Grab your Adam's apple 'til I hear your throat crackle I tend to use futuristic weapons during battle I'm posted in the castle, eatin' Princess Peach's asshole But I forgot where I was at, let's bring it back, yo And turn that shit up, 'cause it ain't loud enough Bustin' out the cut like an overweight cake stripper slut I'll chew you like a toothpick and steal ya new kicks Don't catch me red-handed, bitch Cause that's the hand I shoot with! So fuck everybody and fuck everyone Solving all my problems with a fully loaded handgun Step into the ring, and witness the savage's sting The motherfuckin' king is claimin' the throne once again So fuck everyone and fuck everybody Spendin' all my time in the shed countin' bodies The masked chrome killa, bumpin' J Dilla Hittin' a lick will make you sick Ain't nobody illa