作词 : Montgomery, Ryan D. 作曲 : Montgomery, Ryan D. My triggers is stupid, you thugs is funny My guns be, goin', eh, for the love of money Dumb, fabulous rhymer give you luger lasagna Hula hoop, hold you, I'll put your noodles behind you Take your takeaway, show up before you perform Hit you in the knee with a bat and tell you to break a leg Hee, hee, I got the Kris Kross laugh, a very angry future A pissed off past, ******* hip-hop, I target it I will diss Joe Budden then diss, every legend that started it I'm cuckoo, I don't need a hook for this one They say I'm kin to sinnin', yeah, I'm Drama's twin That's right, I'm Vicodin writin' with a Klonopin'I love stanky hoes, I got a thang for Key************a Cole Momma man that show, should be The Frankie ShowI think I need to get some mother******' sleep Every strand of hair on my ******* is a blood suckin' leech I be hurlin' while you hear, take your index finger Point it at your head and then twirl it 'round your ear I'm cuckoo, I don't need a hook for this one Nope, Mr. Yowwa, yup, 'bout to go meat fi************n' And catch me a crevice, I'm back on the ass cheek mission ******* these petite women, I want me a sloppy hoe That ************ smell like talapio, call me Sloppy Joe I dig your eyes out, watch me though, this is bull************t All the coke don't fit, I need a Scottie nose A can of beef raviolis, [Incomprehensible] a lid If I don't get it can cop me yo and they ain't get a vid I'm what? Cuckoo, I don't need a hook for this one The ******* just ************ and the thugs is thuggin' The insects is actin' like me and me I'm buggin' I hang jump from the sidewalk, hop over the Everglades Tight-rope walk the equator with broken roller blades See you shruggin' our pizza oven, your shoulder blades And, throw grenades at your nana's bingo parade Anybody see my anthrax? I'm a pour it on my hands, crawl to JapanAnd give my man dap I'm cuckoo, I don't need a hook for this one Just look at the show he did last ******* came out in a ************ie suit and a pig mask Robbed a fan and left his pockets on Slim FastJust co-operate and say that he wrote ************t for gym class You gettin' smart alecky with the best' Til I cut you up and make a art gallery with your flesh Challenge me on the west I'll put a Dodge Challenger car battery in your chest The son of David Koresh I'm cuckoo, nuh, uh, I don't need a hook for this one Likkle acts with sickle raps emergin' Cursin' at church then walkin' out back to wax a virgin Murkin' a track, killin' every feature like I'm a drunk plastic surgeon, certainly dirty past detergent I can get sick as OzzySick as a fagot ******' the dead body of Liberace*******, watch me if you cross me Here's how your life story would begin, once upon a time, the end Cuckoo, I don't need a hook for this one I'm a go ******* *******, get money, all y'all do to 'em is spoil 'em No rubber wrappin' up in aluminum foil They tell me I'm buggin', got rappers tappin the oven screamin' JerseyAnd I'm usin' it for stuffin' in my turkey Bumpin' Ram Jam with a prostitute's leg in the air Jerkin' me off, now that's what I call a handstand Body parts in the freezer, what you use for a fever Multiply four million how I'm feelin' for my leisure I'm a cuckoo, I don't need a hook for this one I'm weird, I'm into voodoo, you know how dude do Towel on the bed, ******* while she bloody and call it Su-WuMillionaires sayin' lend me a thou' or the semi is out Dump in the bed from sittin' Indian style Check it, I'm on fire tryin' to make the devil proud of me Sleepin' in gasoline case a ******* got it out for me Hang my baby mother off a 30-foot balcony Then look over the body like ' ************, shouldn'ta doubted me' I'm cuckoo, I don't need a hook for this one
作词 : Montgomery, Ryan D. 作曲 : Montgomery, Ryan D. My triggers is stupid, you thugs is funny My guns be, goin', eh, for the love of money Dumb, fabulous rhymer give you luger lasagna Hula hoop, hold you, I'll put your noodles behind you Take your takeaway, show up before you perform Hit you in the knee with a bat and tell you to break a leg Hee, hee, I got the Kris Kross laugh, a very angry future A pissed off past, ******* hip-hop, I target it I will diss Joe Budden then diss, every legend that started it I'm cuckoo, I don't need a hook for this one They say I'm kin to sinnin', yeah, I'm Drama's twin That's right, I'm Vicodin writin' with a Klonopin'I love stanky hoes, I got a thang for Key************a Cole Momma man that show, should be The Frankie ShowI think I need to get some mother******' sleep Every strand of hair on my ******* is a blood suckin' leech I be hurlin' while you hear, take your index finger Point it at your head and then twirl it 'round your ear I'm cuckoo, I don't need a hook for this one Nope, Mr. Yowwa, yup, 'bout to go meat fi************n' And catch me a crevice, I'm back on the ass cheek mission ******* these petite women, I want me a sloppy hoe That ************ smell like talapio, call me Sloppy Joe I dig your eyes out, watch me though, this is bull************t All the coke don't fit, I need a Scottie nose A can of beef raviolis, [Incomprehensible] a lid If I don't get it can cop me yo and they ain't get a vid I'm what? Cuckoo, I don't need a hook for this one The ******* just ************ and the thugs is thuggin' The insects is actin' like me and me I'm buggin' I hang jump from the sidewalk, hop over the Everglades Tight-rope walk the equator with broken roller blades See you shruggin' our pizza oven, your shoulder blades And, throw grenades at your nana's bingo parade Anybody see my anthrax? I'm a pour it on my hands, crawl to JapanAnd give my man dap I'm cuckoo, I don't need a hook for this one Just look at the show he did last ******* came out in a ************ie suit and a pig mask Robbed a fan and left his pockets on Slim FastJust co-operate and say that he wrote ************t for gym class You gettin' smart alecky with the best' Til I cut you up and make a art gallery with your flesh Challenge me on the west I'll put a Dodge Challenger car battery in your chest The son of David Koresh I'm cuckoo, nuh, uh, I don't need a hook for this one Likkle acts with sickle raps emergin' Cursin' at church then walkin' out back to wax a virgin Murkin' a track, killin' every feature like I'm a drunk plastic surgeon, certainly dirty past detergent I can get sick as OzzySick as a fagot ******' the dead body of Liberace*******, watch me if you cross me Here's how your life story would begin, once upon a time, the end Cuckoo, I don't need a hook for this one I'm a go ******* *******, get money, all y'all do to 'em is spoil 'em No rubber wrappin' up in aluminum foil They tell me I'm buggin', got rappers tappin the oven screamin' JerseyAnd I'm usin' it for stuffin' in my turkey Bumpin' Ram Jam with a prostitute's leg in the air Jerkin' me off, now that's what I call a handstand Body parts in the freezer, what you use for a fever Multiply four million how I'm feelin' for my leisure I'm a cuckoo, I don't need a hook for this one I'm weird, I'm into voodoo, you know how dude do Towel on the bed, ******* while she bloody and call it Su-WuMillionaires sayin' lend me a thou' or the semi is out Dump in the bed from sittin' Indian style Check it, I'm on fire tryin' to make the devil proud of me Sleepin' in gasoline case a ******* got it out for me Hang my baby mother off a 30-foot balcony Then look over the body like ' ************, shouldn'ta doubted me' I'm cuckoo, I don't need a hook for this one
