When children learn to assassin you at the telephone
When you fight your depression and nothing more
When the crowd is exciting and they want the war
When a blue-eyed snake point to the hardcore
I’m a horny wild vicious philty tough bomb
All the parties are mine, you go out so dumb
Pray your mother pray your father pray God of shit
I’m the man I’m the winner I’m who says
Getcha hellyeah
Getcha hellyeah
Only a reason to fuck up it’s hard to find
Oh your mama was a bitch and a witch so blind
Keep in touch keep in touch baby for tonight
I’m sure of what I’m saying, you’ really shine
I’m a philty wild horny vicious tough bomb
All the parties are mine, you go out so dumb
Pray your mother pray your father pray God of shit
I’m the man I’m the winner I’m who says
Getcha hellyeah
Getcha hellyeah
Ehy Boy, Ehy Girl!
Ehy, Nothing to say
Ehy Lord
Ehy Boss
Ehy, Bite my dust
Ehy Fight
Ehy Right
Ehy Shoot at sight
Ehy Real
Ehy DealEhy
Drink you beer!
I’m a philty wild horny vicious tough bomb
All the parties are mine, you go out so dumb
Pray your mother pray your father pray God of shit
I’m the man I’m the winner I’m who says
Getcha hellyeah
Getcha hellyeah
Hellyeah, hellyeah!
Getcha Getcha Getcha
Getcha Getcha Getcha
Getcha Getcha Getcha
hellyeah, fuck ya!