Who you think brought you the JC's?
The Fat-One's? PooFoo's? and MMC's?
Chris with the dreads?
Carson Daly flirting with me?
And the group that said N SUCK on TV.
I have a tape full of dope beats
I bounce when I dancing up in the clubs
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 baby blue tube tops
Ya'll are the reason that Joey 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 or I thrust my hips
And Lou 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 or I thrust my hips
And Lou wanna act like he forgot about J.
So what do you say to somebody like J?
The kid who brought forceful thrustin your way?
Came up with the line eat eat eat all day?
Basketball baby, is what I play
Everyday I look so fly With my do rag on
Without hairdye
The mirror caught my eye
Cuz I'm hooked up in jersey made by FU-MAN
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 ten car garage.
All the hoes want to spread their legs
Wanna get me off...Go down south?
Fuck you! I'm JRT BITCH!!
And when NSync goes pop-
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 mag full of pics,the gate keeps them out (from here)
So from here on out it's 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 98 degrees
In my Mercedes Benz with the windows up
Cruising around with Kurt from MTV
Tryin to pimp out Joey's ladies Christo's always been CrAzY
There's no way that ya'll can hate me
I'M CRUNK TO ALL THE LADIES!!! (JuJu)
CHORUS
If it was up to me you teenies would stop comin up to me
With your pens out
Lookin up to me
Like you want this ass free
When my next CD comes out, will you still wanna fuck with me?
But now that I got 19 on me everybody wanna club with me-
bitches please
Lucky if ya'll get a thrust from me.
Cuz I'm from Tennessee
SO CRUNK THIS
I told em all, all those concert tickets
Who's ass do 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 pissed off cuz now all I get is fan mail all day
"Sayin cut it off"
What?
Cuz my curls look phat
The guys want me to wear a hat and take 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
So fuck Nick, he can have it back
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.