Girl, you got too much time on your hands, You ain't got no time for romance
Better get a job,You don't need a man, Get a hobby and a 5 year plan
It's 3 in the mornin' knockin' on my door
When you giving up the goods, Oh yea I'll take more
So cracked out you sweatin' up on my floor
I'd hate to see that pretty little face, In the city morgue
There's a sicko out there, He ain't livin' on prayer, He a maggot wit a maga hat on, yuh
There's a sicko I swear, And he's pickin' on squares, In a circle ah corrupt cons, yuh
I don't know what else to do But put a gun to yo dome
So damn greedy, I just wanna take I don't earn what I want
Take what I want and run
Take what I want and run
Take what I want and run
Take what I want and run
Take what I want and run
Take what I want and run
Take what I want and run
That's what we doin' these days
Man, you need to stop chasin' pussy, Pick up some heavy weight, Stop eatin cookies
Start to refocus on what is important You rookies, complain bout nobody book me, yo
This ain't a game it's a business Nobody to blame, not a witness, Ain't no fitness
You are the definition ah Simpin', Predictable just like the Simpsons
Gotta voodoo doll, An Albuterol, I recruit um all, Tellin tall tales at ya
FunerALL In general, I inject um all, When I'm playin pong, yuh
We got the synergy, Spread um just like a centipede, Copy cat just a like parakeet
I don't proofread, Drinkin' a lotta whiskey, That's my chemotherapy
Take what I want and run
Take what I want and run
Take what I want and run
Take what I want and run
Take what I want and run
That's what we doin' these days