Nothing Is Worse Than Going Home And

I Mean *sigh* Sickening Eyes I Can Tell That You're In Touch With Your Feminine Side

When I Was A Girl I Creeped In The Boys Locker Room Hide Deep Inside, It Was My Little Creep Stalker Room As They Disrobed I Was Oogling & Oggling Little Did They Know That For Me They Were Modeling

Now Get That Rose, Get That Get That Rose A Little Hennessy & Louis The Thirteenth

I Ain't Mad Ma, See You On Ya Bummy Swag I'm In That Money Green Jag, Lot Of Money Bags

I Make The Girls Jump Like I'm Kris Kross