Dun nun nun    Dun nun nun    Dun Dun Dun       Orale!       My Momma talk to me,    Try to tell me how to live       But I don't listen to her,    'cos my head is like a sieve       My daddy, he disowned me,    'cos I wear my sisters clothes       He caught me in the bathroom,    with a pair of pantyhose       My basketball coach,    he just kick me off the team       For wearing high heels sneakers,    and acting like a queen       Gonna tie my pecker to a tree to a tree    Gonna tie my pecker to a tree to a tree    Gonna tie his pecker to a tree       Get your boogie off       Go Head       The world is coming to an end and I dont give a dam       As long as I have my bitch    Oh and my fly gear       It don't bother me, if people think I'm funny    'cos I'm a big rock star, and I make lots of money    Money, money, money...       Are you talking pesos?       Money, ka ching       Ha, ha, ha       Lots of money       I'm so bloody rich       Lots of money    Lots of muthafuckin money    I get looks       Ha, ha, ha       I own shopping centres, parking lots,    and stocks, and all that shit       Ha, ha, ha       I own you, ha, you too, you three    For me, he he, oh oh       Get your groove off    Let's bring it back one more time Jonathan    Jonathan on them drums, getting ever slower    more groovin, slow that shit down    crazy slow, come on, death, right here, slow, ah    Don't give a fuck, break it out    You even know, Boy George is on heroin    We don't give a fuck    Rick James is in the crack house    I'm fuckin paying, that's all that matters    Ha, ha, ha, ha, aahh, ha, ha, ha       The bomb is a fuckin in the house    Loco! Ooooh aahhh oooo    Gimme some,