Mad at me cuz I can finally afford
To provide a boob job for Britney
Got a crib with a gate - yo
And some beatbox tracks
To add to my N SYNC plaques
Hangin up in my bathroom
To look at them when I go pee

Did y'all think I'd let my fro leave?
Chris, please?
I have to get down on BOTH knees?
Who you think God spent time on...ME
Who you think brought you the JC's? The Joey's?
Poo Foo's? and MMC's?
Chris with the dreads, please?
And the group that said N SUCK on TV.

I have a tape full of dope beats
I bump when I stroll through in my hood
But when Lance's dancing wasn't doing too good
Who was the crunkster they told him to go see?

Y'all better look at me closely
All you teenies that say that you love pop
In your tube tops
All are the reason that JC's ain't been gettin no sleep.

So I'll thrust y'all. All y'all.
I know y'all love me - JUSTY.
Y'all gonna keep waiting around for me
And dream one day you'll marry me.

Now a days all the critics wanna talk
Like they got sumptin to say
My tongue comes out when I lick my lips
Joey speaks in jibberish
And Pearlman wants to act like he forgot about J.

Now a days all the critics wanna talk
Like they got sumptin to say
My tongue comes out when I lick my lips
Joey speaks in jibberish
And Pearlman wants to act like he forgot about J.

So what do you say bout somebody like J?
The kid who brought forceful thrustin your way?
Came up with the line eat eat all day?
Basketball, baby, is what I play

Everyday I look so fly
With my do rag on
Without hair dye
The mirror caught my eye
Cuz I'm hooked up in a jean jacket made by Karl Kani

I don't give a fuck cuz I am so hot
I would even look good in polka dots
And I'm crunk as fuck
Standing next to my chromed out truck
In my 10 car garage.

All the hos want to spread their legs
Wanna get me off
I'm JRT BITCH!
I sing pop
And I'm a gonna kill Lou
and Christo's dumb ass mutha fuckin pissin dog

And when the teenies come
and try to look for my pimped out house
With a fist full of pens
And a coat full of patches
The gate keeps them out (from here)

So from here on out is the puppet crew
NSA and no more Lou
But I'm still crunk enough
to thrust you to death in my baby blue.

Butta Baby
Hotter than Nick Carter, lately
In my Mercedes Benz
With the windows up
I was conceived up in the early 80's
Callin Lance a lady
Christo's always been CrAzY
There's no way that you can hate me
I'm crunk to all ladies (JuJu)

Now a days all the critics wanna talk
Like they got sumptin to say
My tongue comes out when I lick my lips
Joey speaks in jibberish
And Pearlman wants to act like he forgot about J.

Now a days all the critics wanna talk
Like they got sumptin to say
My tongue comes out when I lick my lips
Joey speaks in jibberish
And Pearlman wants to act like he forgot about J.

If it was up to me
You teenies would stop comin up to me
with you pens out
Lookin up to me
Like you want ass free
When my last CD was out you were sure bumpin me
But now that I got 19 on me
Everybody wanna roll wit me
Joe got some disease
And you'll get a thrust from me
Cuz I'm from Tennessee
SO CRUNK THIS

I told em all
All the concert tickets
Who's ass you think sold em all
Now you wanna run around talkin bout haircuts?
Cuz I ain't got one?
What? Don't like my fro at all?

And I'm so well off
Now all I get is fan mail all day
Sayin cut it off
What? Cuz my curls are rad
And blond is bad
Trying to get this damn do rag off?

I ain't hearing that
This is the hair processing aftermath
My hair is a fro and that's a fact
Cuz I don't want the platinum back
And fuck that, I'll just wear a hat

So where's all the damn teenies at?
They'll always stalk me in my habitat
And all you rabid fans
Know that I am strapped with cash
And this ass, Nick could neva match.

Now a days all the critics wanna talk
Like they got sumptin to say
My tongue comes out when I lick my lips
Joey speaks in jibberish
And Pearlman wants to act like he forgot about J.

Now a days all the critics wanna talk
Like they got sumptin to say
My tongue comes out when I lick my lips
Joey speaks in jibberish
And Pearlman wants to act like he forgot about J.

Now a days all the critics wanna talk
Like they got sumptin to say
My tongue comes out when I lick my lips
Joey speaks in jibberish
And Pearlman wants to act like he forgot about J.