• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Fuck Your Life - Bizarre
• Fat Father (skit) - Bizarre
• Down Low - Bizarre
• Doctor Doctor - Bizarre
• Crush On You - Bizarre
• Coming Home - Bizarre
• Butterfly - Bizarre
• Bad Day - Bizarre
• What What - Bizarre
• Trife Thieves - Bizarre
• Scooby Doo - Bizarre
• Rockstar - Bizarre
• Rap Guys - Bizarre
• Public Service Announcement (skit) - Bizarre
• Porno Bitches - Bizarre
• Over React - Bizarre
• One Chance - Bizarre
• Off Da Chain - Bizarre
• Nuthin At All - Bizarre
• Murder - Bizarre
• Let The Record Skip - Bizarre
• Intro - Bizarre
• I'm So Cool - Bizarre
• I'm In Love Withchu - Bizarre
• I Need A Friend - Bizarre
• Hip Hop - Bizarre
• Hey Nicki - Bizarre
• Gospel Weed Song - Bizarre
• Ghetto Music - Bizarre
• Get The Dick (raw Mix) - Bizarre
• 7 Czerwonych Roz - Baciary
• Nie Warto Kochac - Baciary
• Zostan Tu Ze Mna - Baciary
• Zloty Krazek - Baciary
• Nic Do Stracenia - Baciary
• Na Sianeczku Sianie - Baciary
• Moj Aniele - Baciary
• Pozegnanie - Baciary
• Ice Eater - Pacer
• Sourpuss - Pacer
• Making Plans - Pacer
• Red Shirts - Pacer
• Rediscovering The Telephone - Pacer
• When It's Over - Pacer
• Xgu16x - Pacer
• Be a man - Pacer
• Explainer I Hardly Know Her - Pacer
• Lonely Critics - Pacer
• Everything's Fine - Pacer
• Everything's Fucked - Pacer

[Intro: Sindee Syringe]
Whatsup people!?
This is Sindee Syringe!
We're here up in here snortin' sum lines! and we're all goin' straight to hell!
[Verse 1: Bizarre]
Man I pop so many pills, it's startin' to get scary!
[woman: Bizzare, I'm your wife] Bitch, I ain't lairy!
And I don't give a fuck about pullin' out my dick,
Look at the name of my clit
It's D12 hoe! (Yeah, baby!)
It's D12 hoe! (Yeah, baby!)
Yea, yea,
Bizarre smoke atcha and got no problem,
For 10 hot dollars I fuck your bitch at the cavana[?]
VD, AIDs that's what Bizarre got,
For ten thousand michael jackson will give me a shot,
I sniff blow, high off a brick,
Crash into a ditch on 6-96.
Nasty nigga, quick to lick the finger,
Eat a bitch ass, that tastes like a butter finger,
And I'm going to hell for my nasty mouth,
But this is what Rock 'n' roll's all about.
[Chorus: Sindee Syringe]
I'm a psycho! And It's fucking with me again!
My dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, Sindee Syringe...
We hate life, hate life, hate life,
FUCK YOUR LIFE!
I'm a psycho! And It's fucking with me again!
My dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, Sindee Syringe...
We hate life, hate life, hate life,
FUCK YOUR LIFE!
[Verse 2: Bizarre]
Ever since I was a kid I had a violent past,
Whooped a nurse ass for touching my diaper rash!
And I ain't goin' work, I'm a lazy shit,
That's why I'm living warn with a fat white bitch
She's 36 and keeps a gun full of arsenal,
But son's 13, loves to listen to Marshall,
But I whoop his ass, and send him a school,
And let 'em know, that taking drugs is cool!
See I'm on sum dumb shit, don't know right from wrong,
All up on murder Inc. trying to get Ja Rule on a song.
And I used to be a virgin, grown-ass man,
Until I took a trip off to Neverland.
Mike gave me milk and cookies, showed me his room,
Kicked his ass over, I fucked 'im with a broom, coz...
[Chorus: Sindee Syringe]
I'm a psycho! And It's fucking with me again!
My dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, Sindee Syringe...
We hate life, hate life, hate life,
FUCK YOUR LIFE!
I'm a psycho! And It's fucking with me again!
My dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, Sindee Syringe...
We hate life, hate life, hate life,
FUCK YOUR LIFE!
[Verse 3: Bizarre]
All day I dream about sex,
Fucking handicap bitch, me, Proof and Hex!
And I don't give a fuck about no Britney Spears,
Just tie the bitch up, nut in her ears!
Bucks said when I'm a cash 'for I could get it for ten[?]
For the last three months you know where I been!
Snorting, shooting, getting a fix,
Got two Indian bitches in the motel 6
Four bags and twenty bears,
And I don't even know who the fuck D12 is!
I'm on the stage doing a lovesong, (forever...)
You'll fall, knowing damn well I'm wrong,
And I don't want no prostitute to have no sex,
I wanna bitch to break my neck, while I try to get her wet!
So, kids! Don't smoke no weed!
Cause you'll end up just like me!
[Chorus: Sindee Syringe]
I'm a psycho! And It's fucking with me again!
My dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, Sindee Syringe...
We hate life, hate life, hate life,
FUCK YOUR LIFE!
I'm a psycho! And It's fucking with me again!
My dreams, my drugs, my life, my sins, Sindee Syringe...
We hate life, hate life, hate life,
FUCK YOUR LIFE!
Nigga fuck you life!
Nigga!
Nigga fuck my life!

[Beeping noise...]
[Cough!]
[Bizarre:]'Ey yo! This Bizarre, and ya'll listenin' to the Handi-cap Circus,
I'm 'bout to call my man fat father I write quit[?],
That's my joke partner,
Every time I wanna hear a new joke or sum shit, I call this big ass nigga up!
Let's call him up, see what the fuck he got to say!
[Beeping as numbers on phone being pushed...]
[Dial Tone...]
[Fat Father:] Yep!
[Bizarre:] What up man!
[Fat Father:] What up!
[Bizarre:] What's crackin'?
[Fat Father:] Man slow-motion man, but I...I caught up with it.
[Bizarre:] Are..are you tryna rehersin' or sumin'?
[Fat Father:] Hell no.....having a meeting man!
[Bizarre:] Ok, you tryna get on the police-force?
[Fat Father:] [laughs] Nooo, nigga...hey man, hey you probably the private nigger that fried bacon naked so the grease will pop you!
[Bizarre:] [Laughs]
[Fat Father:] [Laughs]
[Bizarre:] Where'd you get that one from?
[Bizarre and Fat Father:] [Laughs]
[Bizarre:] Oh, nah! You got this one call from [???]
[Bizarre and Fat Father:] [Laughs]
[Fat Father:] Hey man, you want the deal for breaking a niggas cream [??]
[Bizarre:] [Laughs]
[Fat Father:] [Laughs]
[Bizarre:] Where the fuck you get that one from?
[Fat Father:] [Laughs] That's new shit dog! Freshly published!
[Bizarre:] And, and hows you [?]
[Fat Father:] [Laughs] Hey, I heard you got a summer job breeding hound dogs!
[Bizarre:] [Laughs]

Yeah this is dedicated to the big pussy
[Bizarre]
I'm involved with this lady and she weighs 380
And she could barely fit in my Mercedes
She's taking my dough
My back accounts looking low
And I'm about to throw her ass out in the snow
I buy her burgers and steaks and all type of stuff
But KFC and pot roasts are just not enough
Chorus:
Down low, fat ho
Keep it on the down low, fat ho (Don't you be telling your friends)
Keep it on the down low, fat ho (I though KFC was enough)
Keep it on the down low, fat ho (I gave you all my food)
[Bizarre]
You came to my place high off of Picartie
You had the nerve to strip dance at my boy's bachelor party
She gave me head and broke my bed
And there's really nothing else to be said
Chorus:
Keep it on the down low, fat ho
Keep it on the down low, fat ho (Girl you're bigger than my mother)
Keep it on the down low, fat ho (I'm tired of shopping at Mary Ann Plus)
Keep it on the down low, fat ho (Super size combos)
Keep it on the down low, fat ho
Keep it on the down low, fat ho (I have a very fat ho in the world)
Keep it on the down low, fat ho (You had to go and steal my cheese cake)
Keep it on the down low, fat ho (You gonna stop paging Rico)
Keep it on the down low, fat ho
Keep it on the down low, fat ho
[Bizarre]
Federation Records ain't got my number

[Intro:]
Maybe its the weed
Maybe its more than the fucking weed
[Hook:]
Doctor doctor, come put the breaks on me
You better send me home
Cause I ain't leavin' till somethin' leave with me
Right now that's all I'm on
[Verse 1: Bizarre]
I've had a headache for the last three days
And the last couple days I been missin' some pay
Do I have AIDS? I'm sniffin' and coughin'
And really this doesn't happen to often
Maybe I'm trippin', maybe I got the flu
Maybe I'm stressed out, somethin' I'm goin' through
Its been a week and me and wife ain't have sex
I'm usually a wild guy, I'll break her fucking neck
I'm sick and I'm starting to wimper
Its 90 degrees, its like December
My temperature is 106
I can't shit and I feel like shit
[Hook: x2]
Doctor doctor, come put the breaks on me
You better send me home
Cause I ain't leavin' till somethin' leave with me
Right now that's all I'm on
[Verse 2: Bizarre]
More trouble, here comes day two
I took a shit in my white underroos
My eyes look like I been smokin' crack
Exlax got me throwing up big macs
Nyquil, Advil, Tylenol, synus
Carryin' my ??? around like I'm ???
Maybe its the pork I ate in New York
Or maybe my baby mama wantin' child support
Or maybe its the fish that made me sick
Or maybe its the prostitute I let suck my dick
Or maybe its just the bottle of vodka
I don't care, I just need to see the doctor
[Hook: x2]
Doctor doctor, come put the breaks on me
You better send me home
Cause I ain't leavin' till somethin' leave with me
Right now that's all I'm on
[Verse 3: Obie Trice]
I'ma kill this bitch, the tip on my dick
Ain't got an itch but I couldn't resist the switch
She's the type of bitch made to flinch
Walk passed *****s, all in the ass
Or its because I had a tall glass
I dropped my drawers without my dick wrapped
Purhaps, I could catch the crabs
But at that moment that's irrelevant
I knew what I know now, I practice celibace
And be hesitant from tappin' Evelyn
Heaven sent a message when I came back negative
Never fuck a bitch in the ass off a laxative
[Hook: x2]
Doctor doctor, come put the breaks on me
You better send me home
Cause I ain't leavin' till somethin' leave with me

[Intro:]
Pssssshh!
Yeeahhhhh!
[Chorus:]
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (crush on you...)
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (I don't know why...)
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (I don't to care...)
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (I don't feel...)
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (I needs bullshit...)
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (I don't want shit...)
[Verse:]
Heeeey - little mama! (hey, little mama!)
Don't you know I - like your style! (hahahah!)
I wanna pick you up and - show you around (just show you!)
Myyyyyy hometooooooown! (yeah, I show you!)
This is how - I get down, yeeeeeaaah!
Cloooooset freeeak! (girl: "you alright? ") (that's me girl! that's me!)
Cloooooset freeeak! (girl: "that closet freak, mothafucka? ") (you a closet freak!)
Giiirl - can you cook? (girl: "Hell, yeah! ") (so you cook girl?)
Cause I don't really care - how you look! (girl: "You don't? ")
Cause all I wanna do is... (do this shit!)
[Bizarre mumbles "Hold you! " and a girl mumbles "Hold me! "]
[Chorus:]
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (crush on you...)
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (I don't know why...)
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (I don't to care...)
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (I don't feel...)
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (I needs bullshit...)
Girl! - I got a crush on you! (I don't want shit...)

[Chorus:]
Daddy's really comin home, just hold tight
I just don't know how long I'll be gone this time
Just keep my picture on the wall, baby girl don't cry
'Cause I don't know when I'll be home
[verse 1: Bizarre]
Ever since I was young, it's been my dream
To be successful, doin this music thing
Music is a part of my soul
I'll be sixty years old, still on the road
A grown ass man tryin to make a living
A grown ass man makin grown man decisions
Relax; I don't want you to work
Let me go out here and put in the dirt
I'll buy you a skirt, brand new Coach purse
Whenever I leave, I know it still hurts
What, you want a watch, a bracelet, or a chain?
How about my chest? A tattoo of your name
Man I'm sick of all this luggage that I'm rattling
Trust me I'm sick of fights and all this traveling
Two weeks in the UK, three days in Hong Kong
It won't be long, I'll be home
[Chorus:]
Daddy's really comin home, just hold tight
I just don't know how long I'll be gone this time
Just keep my picture on the wall, baby girl don't cry
'Cause I don't know when I'll be home
[verse 2: Kuniva]
Look, your daddy has to hit the road
And I know you're getting old enough to notice that I'm gone
And I know I'm your best friend, the one that you look up to
Some people think I'm overprotective but I just love you
And even though I'm gone, I'd rather be home wit you
And no matter where I'm at your daddy is gon' miss you
You're my little man so be nice to your baby sister
And give mommy a big hug for daddy and kiss her
'Cause I know she gets tired at times I feel guilty
I wish that I could take y'all wit me
But it's crazy out here and I don't wanna expose you
To the frustrations of this rap game that I go through
And honestly, I don't even do it for me
I do it so we could live life comfortably
And that's why I wear y'all proudly around my neck
And I don't care who last said it daddy has your respect
and just know that...
[Chorus:]
Daddy's really comin home, just hold tight
I just don't know how long I'll be gone this time
Just keep my picture on the wall, baby girl don't cry
'Cause I don't know when I'll be home
[verse 3: Bizarre]
[Beep, Beep]
Man, here comes the van
I wanna thank Mathew Knowles for giving me a chance
Got the advance now it's time to hit the streets
And I'll be home in three and a half weeks
What college you goin to? That's your decision
Just know that I'll be here to pay your tuition
The only daddy you know, and that's on the real
And I been takin care of you since Murray Ill
I moved down south, big old house
Got you two horses and a lake full of trout
And Sundays, I put on my new house shoes
Lookin at TV, watchin the Lions lose
I miss Papi, Pug, Pepper and Patches
Man I can't go to sleep on that brand new mattress
Even though, I make music in the band
Big Boi and Dave see you at Lake Ann
[Chorus:]
Daddy's really comin home, just hold tight
I just don't know how long I'll be gone this time
Just keep my picture on the wall, baby girl don't cry

[Bizarre]
Aye, aye the idiotic kid's back
Ready to attack, ready to put two macks to your back
Ain't no fussin when I start bustin
Lyrically cussin, why Jay Dee's want production
Go to 212 to see my friends
Too many Heineken's, the whole crews fightin to get in
I'm lookin around to see who want it
I wanna get blunted but only got a dollar on it
The rude boys is frontin, legends is pumpin
Bella is jumpin, the heat is like shh...bumpin
Ready or not rap world here I come
Comin to every battle screamin out, "Who want some"
Lyrical warfare for MC's who step
Caution watch your step or I'll destroy your rep
Lookin for the crews that cause a threat
We ain't ballers yet, we ain't passin no moet
I'm playin in between the sheets in my jeep
Lookin for the freak with the big butt cheeks
No disrespect throw your hands up
Yeah, grab your girl tell her, put her hands up
Chorus: 4x
Throw your hands in the air
Put your blunts in the sky
Grab a cutiepie
And do the butterfly
[Bizarre]
Cruisin down the Ave, just to hit a spot
I got a fat girl on my jock
I'm a tell you why I'm the king and you're a pion
See what's happenin your whole style is a rewind
Whack MCs will get verbally shot
Cause ain't no style like the style I got
I'm the idiotic kid that they call Bizarre
Get kick out at topless bars because I went too far
Don't try to roll if you're a beginner roll a rookie
Forget the blunts kid we high off weed-cookies
Buddha sets represent the mid-west
And I can penetrate trough vest
Leaving a whole lot of mess
Three millers and a blunt, boy I'm too high
Just cause I'm a big guy don't mean I can't butterfly
My crew's gettin wasted in Noah's Arc
I'm in the back of the club smokin blunts with Sonya Burnheart
Don't matter if your big short or tall
Kick your game and give your girl a call
The nights over kid, I'm still gettin splifted
Keith Murray dropped the half off the set get lifted
Chorus: repeat 4x
Jersey,
Chorus: repeat 1x
Outsidaz,
Chorus: repeat 1x
Atlanta,
Chorus: repeat 1x
Dallas,

[Verse 1: Bizarre]
"This is a bad day.."
[Random lady:]
"Motherfucker you need to get up and find your ass a job,
Im sick of you just layin around all day long playin nintendo.
They dont even make nintendos no more!
Where the hell you find that shit at?
And I know that you can find a job, your bus pass is in your wallet I seen that shit yesterday, you just sit up all day long!
Lie lie lie
Eat eat eat
Drink drink drink
You dont do shit! Im sick of you!"
[Bizarre:]
"Just wakin up in the mornin gotta thank God, got my asscheeks stuck to a fishin rod, wheres the dogs aint no frogs, momma cookin breakfast with no (laws?)
I got my grub on, but didnt pig out, no Thanksgivin so we eatin, carry out.
This dude came through my front door, he said I wouldnt live to see 24
I gotta go cause I got on flip flops
If I sold out then my feet 'd drop.
Had to stop, at the red light, everybody laughin at my yellow dirtbike.
And everythings alright
I got a beatin from Sherry, shes a transvesdite
Callin up my homies and Im askin yall
Bring twenty, bottles of alcohol
Playin football, and Im in trouble
They gave me the ball, I fumbled
And I cant believe, my best friends gay
Today was a bad day.
[Chorus:]
"Yeah..today was fucked up
hey man you gotta sing fo these niggas
Today was a bad day
Today was fucked up!"
[Verse 2:]
"I bust my ass in the shower
Got on this fresh new baby powder
Kids just today these dudes try to blast me
Saw the police, and got my ass beat
No flexin, wooped my ass, in the intersection, till I shoot thats the question
With the beats and, I was watchin rap city, shootin them craps, I got fifty
Shake em up [x3]
Shake em
A couple a niggas, watch me all break em
They beat my ass, I need nine, nine eleven
They threw my ass through this back door
They took all my cash flow
Punched me in the chest, and kicked me in the asshole
I just found out, my best friends gay
Today was a bad day."
[Chorus:]
"Yeah..today was all fucked up
rainin an shit.
Today was a bad day
Rainin shit, yeah.
You seen that shit nigga
Today was fucked up!"
[Verse 3:]
"Left my homies house paid, picked up this chick been tryin rape since twelth grade
Its ironic,
decisions and demand
An art test fired on the fan [?]
Took a trip to Miami
Got my ass beat at the twenty first grammys
My dick is so weak, so weak, so weak I put my own ass to sleep
Woke up around one, didnt hesitate to say that she didnt cum
Ridin down seven mile coast an, sippin on a potion, rubbin on some baby oil lotion
And nothin seems, to work out
She smacked me in the face, and mirked out
Today was like one of those bad dreams, jackin off with a bowl full of whip cream
Helicopter lookin for the murderer
Two in the mornin got the Cody allen [?] burger
Even with the lights of the good year blimp, and in red, bizarre aint shit
Drunk as hell, and Im throwin up
Page your cat off, so you know it aint blowin up
I found that my best friend was gay
Today was a bad day.."
[Chorus:]
"You seen that shit nigga
Today was a bad day
Today was fucked up!
Hannicap Circus, commin soon
Bizarre, HannniCap Circus
Today was a bad day mother fucker

Chorus:repeat 3x
All my ladies say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT
And all my dogs say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT
[Bizarre]
Ladies and gentlemen may I grab your attention
Its the dopest MC from the Midwest
Did I mention
So clap your hands and stomp your feet
And party on down to the Bizarre Kid beat
Throw your hands in the air so I can feel it
It's the big guy rappin with the idiotic literatein
Forget your small talk watch Bizarre Kid get wild
Guarantee to get your girl warm like a reptile
Big chubby guy comin straight from 7 mile
Your girl heard my style
And said, "ooh he's foul"
So tell your man to stop trippin bro
Or he gonna get rushed by 10 guys he don't even know
Representin the men, moneys what I'm gettin
[] still gigglin bush [ ] , my styles forbidden
It's the big guy, do the butterfly to the ground
And the base head bounce
Man I got that packed down
Man forget the night
We gonna party till the day
And I'm a strip dance at your girlfriend's cabaret
Chorus:repeat 3x
All my ladies say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT
And all my dogs say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT
[Bizarre]
Does Bizarre roll with Slim Shady, Yeah yeah
Quick to drive up in your Mercedes, Yeah yeah
Datin ladies nearly 80, Yeah yeah
Now who in this rap game could fade me
Some of you rap guys never heard of me
Sometimes I be in Dallas or even North New Jersey
Forget the Moet we drinkin Hen dog all night
And pass the dance so I can get high as a kite
A slow song come on it's time to dirty dance
And right now I'm grabbin any girl I can
Grab her butt cheeks and hold her real tight
And tell her me and you were gettin wild for tonight
Gimme your beeper number and check before you leave
"Ay yo call me tomorrow and ask for Steve"
Oh no this shit I couldn't believe
Me and ??? grabbed her by her knees
Snatched outta her weave
And grabbed the car keys
Chorus:repeat 2x
All my ladies say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT
And all my dogs say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT
[Kon Artist]
Now everybody throw they hands up
This ain't a stick
We came to this jam
To buy ??? and play a game of pick up
With any big butt freaks that's done for the cause
And yo Bizarre was at the bar down ???
[Kuniva]
I'm still game spittin while you still get in
Still gettin down how we livin
Wild like we outta prison
Run our mouth, kick in doors
And I'm talkin to a chicken head that could be yours
[Kon Artist]
Slam dancin with girls just to see they chest bump
Now everybody bu bu bum bump bump
And get down to the sounds that we can cock jump
Or mess around and get your whole damn block jumped
[Kuniva]
Watch you beeper when I'm walking through the crowd
Which one of y'all actin wild, getting loud
You still screamin that somebody still hatin on you
We in the parkin lot 50 deep waitin on you
Da Brigade actin up and we still scrapin
Walkin back up in the club like ain't nuttin happened
WHAT WHAT WHAT
All my ladies say WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT
And all my dogs say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT
All my ladies say WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT
And all my dogs say CUT, CUT, CUT

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Trife thieves we can't be trusted
Step into my clique the wrong way and get yo' motherfuckin dome busted
We got cement shoes for all you damn snitches
We ain't just shootin niggaz, we buckin bitches
[Bizarre]
My fully loaded nine will shoot through your metal door
Have ya nigga's far and out like white kids at grocery stores (AHHHH!)
Battle Bizarre and it's just too deadly
Even a rapper with amnesia who met me still couldm't forget me
If I don't get all my fuckin dough
Y'all gonna see more fights and spits then the Jerry Springer show
Cause I'm a nasty, dirty, filthy bitch
For ten rocks even a basshead with AIDS would suck my dick
Cause I'm quick to snatch a nigga out his Polo
I'm the reason niggaz come ten deep and end up leavin solo
(I'm by myself!) Meet losing ya'll niggaz must be buggin
We can battle for ten minutes and let your cousins be the judges
I'm the illest rapper to come out thus far
I'll shoot anybody; even the bitch who gave me CPR
Step to the Outz and end up getting burned
Fuck around and get raped like one of Bill Clinton's interns
[Eminem]
I'll shove a gun in ya grill, greasy and heated
Smothered in hot mustard;
So when I feed it to you it's easy to eat it
You need to be immediately treated while you breathin
Or you'll be leavin the receivin room this evenin with Jesus
You hate on us and we'll be waitin on eight corners
Swarmin ya hood with a thousand angry skateboarders (c'mon)
I hop in a jeep, slam on the gas and charge you
And bombard you in the car that your mom bought you
Fuck around and get choked and found in a moat
Flotin around drowned face down in a boat (damn)
I'll pile five dudes in a pinto and pull up
To the 7 Mile drive-through at McDonald's and piledrive you
I got the power to snatch a motherfucker out of his car
When he drives by me at 90 miles an hour
This place is my house I might as well erase my face with white out
Cause y'all can't see me like Mase's eyebrows
[Fuzz]
I'm dressed to please sucking nips
Yeah, she get it the same way that I fucked the chick
Stuck my hands in her panties like bitch suck my dick
87 freak 187 heat the passion rolls I'm passin clothes
You like it in the ass is what I'm askin hoes
Aren't you Fuzz he has sold more albums then the Jackson's sold
I love you baby if I'm not with you then I'm blastin foes
Telepathically harrasing foes
I know your little sister is four-teen but her ass can grow
Ice-berg took down Titantic elastical
Given my fans the exact shit they askin fo'
Fuzz Scooter fucking one man bout to show
You passing one blunt bitch we passing four
I rode your ass and smoked take one pull and smoke your head up
I'll send you to tell 2Pac to "Keep His Head Up"
I went to the fighting really Canibus who can get up
I knew this shit was over from the fucking blood that he spit up
Ran a couple more miles should have done more sit-ups
I want his dumb ass to jump up bitch and get lit up
Call your bitch like, "Bitch, come and pick this bitch up"
On battle you be sweeter then I get this shit up
I'll stomp you too you get up
Or stomp you to the cops come
Eighty nigga's came when your fucking block got dumb

[Syndee moaning]
[Bizarre:]
Come on boy
Psychotic music
[verse: (Syndee)]
Come on and ride wit me (ride wit me)
Get inside wit me (get inside wit me)
Come on and ride wit me (ride wit me)
Get inside wit me (get inside wit me)
Yeah!
[chorus: (Syndee)]
I say Scooby Dooby Doo
(Scooby Dooby Doo)
Where are you?
(Where are you?)
I, I, I, I, I, I say Scooby Dooby Doo
(Scooby Dooby Doo)
Where are you?
(Where are you?)
[verse: (Syndee)]
I say I got this money and got these ho's
And i got
All these fancy clothes
They know
(they know)
They know
(they know)
I say "Hey bitch, ain't you fat?"
(Hey bitch, ain't you fat?)
I say hey bitch, ain't you fat?
(Hey bitch, ain't you fat?)
Come on and 'lax wit me
(lax wit me)
Take some Ecstasy
[chorus: (Syndee)]
I say Scooby Dooby Doo
(Scooby Dooby Doo)
Where are you?
(Where are you?)
I, I, I, I, I, I say Scooby Dooby Doo
(Scooby Dooby Doo)
Where are you?
(Where are you?)
This bitch want me to nut all over her face
(face)
Wit the big guy to catch a case
(case?)
yah!
[chorus: (Syndee)]
I say Scooby Dooby Doo
(Scooby Dooby Doo)
Where are you?
Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, I say Scooby Dooby Doo
(Scooby Dooby Doo)
[dog barking]