[gal]
Let me see ya dance

New coat, huh?
Thats nice
Did u buy it?
Yeah, right
U seeing that rich motherf**ker again
U know who Im talking about
That slicked back paddy with all the gold in his mouth
Dont try to play me 4 yesterdays fool
Cuz Ill slap your ass into the middle of next week
Im sorry baby, thats the rules

I pay the rent in this raggedy motherf**ker
And all u do is suck up food and heat
Say what? oh yeah?
4 someone who cant stand them t.v. dinners
U sure eat enought of them motherf**kers
Who bought u that diamond ring?
Yeah, right.
Since when did u have a job?
U seeing that rich motherf**ker again
Whats his name? bob?
Bob, aint that a bitch?
Whats he do for a living?
Manage rock stars?
Who?
Prince?
Aint that a bitch?
That skinny motherf**ker with the high voice?
Please, who do I look like baby?
Yesterdays fool?
Dont u know I will kill u now?
Ure f**kin right.
I gotta gun
U think I dont?
Then whats this?
Oh, u quiet now
Uh uh!
Little? yeah, right. it might be little but its loud

Yeah, right.
Uh uh!

Now put that suitcase down
And go in there
And put on that wig I bought u
No, no
No, no
The reddish-brown one
Bob, aint that a bitch?
Oh
Gotcha
Got ya

Hey bob, if ure out there, let me see u dance
U said u was funky
Cmon, cmon

Aint that a bitch?
Bob

(come out with your hands up)
Ill kick your ass (this is your last warning)
Think I wont? (oh no! the niggers got a laser)
(lets get the hell out of here)

Is mr. george home?
Hello, mr. george? {note: the high pitched voice}
This is your conscience, motherf**ker {that responds to his call, when}
Why dont u leave motherf**kers alone? {slowed down to about 2 rpm,says}
Whats wrong with u? {operator, what city please? }
Well, why cant we just dance?
Why cant we just dance?
No, f**k that, f**k that
I dont talk about u, I dont talk about u
Wit yo little almond-shaped head ass
Who the f**k do u think this is?
Ill kick your ass... twice

Bob, if ure out there
Let me see u dance
U said u were funky, cmon

B-o-b, spell the shit backwards, whatd it say
Same motherf**kin shit

Turn it out

Bob, aint that a bitch?