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Who Asked You_ - текст песни



Who Asked You_


Wicked clowns, wicked clowns



Drank my last cup of dead body stew

Paint my face, creep up and say BOO!

Nobody knows what I'm about

Walk around town with my guts hanging out

Chewin on toes, fuckin dead hoes

Bark at the moon everytime the wind blows

Why do I do the things that I do?

Who are you? Fuck you, and fuck Jerry Lou too

Fucked your mother at the Motel 8

Fingers in her booty, strawberry shake

Daddy walks in and see the sick clown

Moving his butt-cheeks up and down

Nate the Mack and Jump Steady

Rude Boy, Regis, Kathy Lee

I make rap rhymes and make quick bucks

And everybody sucks my nuts, shucks

Fuck Jazzy Jeff, fuck Jack Jones

Fuck Jazzy Jiff Jeff Jimmy Jack Jones

Why do we do the things that we do?

Who the motherfuck asked you, uh?



Why do we do the things that we do?

Roses ain't red and violet's ain't blue

Why do we do the things that we do?

Wicked rhymes, wicked times, you too



Never had life, always been dead

Gotta metal plate in the back of my head

Lemon drops, lick lollipops

I fuck redneck bitches at truck stops

Clown cutters, much clown luv

Found a body in the bathtub, mmm grub

Fuck the police, fuck Ebin Price

Fuck cop pork chop jiffy pop cops

Grew another head and I had it lopped off

But we still cool, what's up, (what's up, dawg)

Tock-ticky-tock I pack a pig clock

My dingaling swings when I run down the block

No, I don't sing in a rock band

"Gotta smoke, dude, what's up, man"

Fuck John Wayne, fuck Wayne Newton

Fuck two-snooting John Hootin nanny pooping

Why do we do the things that we do?

Now who the fuck asked you, bitch?



Why do we do the things that we do?

Roses ain't red and violet's ain't blue

Why do we do the things that we do?

Wicked rhymes, wicked times, you too



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