Oh baby, how you doing? You know I'm gonna cut right to the chase Some women were made but me, myself I like to think that I was created for a special
I'm a, a diva, hey I'm a, I'm a, a diva, hey I'm a, I'm a, a diva, hey I'm a, I'm a, a diva I'm a, I'm a, a diva, hey I'm a, I'm a, a diva I'm a, I'm
If I beg and if I cry would it change the sky tonight? Will it give me sunlight? Should I wait for you to call? Is there any hope at all? Are you drifting
If I were a boy even just for a day I'd roll out of bed in the morning And throw on what I wanted And go drink beer with the guys And chase after girls
All the single ladies, all the single ladies All the single ladies, all the single ladies All the single ladies, all the single ladies All the single
, when it is fierce and, and when it's flawless When it is fierce and, and when it is flawless Fierce, flawless Fierce, flawless Fierce, flawless Fierce
friends Without a very thorough credit check Some people will pay you With one eye on the clock Others will have to pay Through that friendly neighborhood loan shark Fast, fierce
see and hear The thin veneer is fading Yes, it's fading Yes, it's fading It's all no use It's all worth nothin' No beast so fierce No need to crash
Yo Bloodhound Gang and Rob Van Winkle Together on this track Stop as we drop this bomb Blow up this place like another Vietnam Heavy like a Tyson blow
Bloodhounds shall cruise rendezvous Break curfew new trip ensues You never know Bloodhounds just go Pack backpack up for down the road No change of clothes
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire We don't need no water, let the
Got the mike in my hand but can I make you understand? That a-hole bands have a-hole fans Bloodhound's the name and the gang's to blame Like Chan n' Chin
If your ass is a Chinese restaurant I'll have the poo-poo platter My friend Jerry Vandergrift kissed me in Home Ec. class Later in the afternoon some
This beat is my recital I think it's very vital To rock a rhyme that's right on time It's tricky tricky yo here we go It's tricky to rock a rhyme To
You came twice last year like a Sears catalog 'Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg Well now you're seeing me but soon I'll have you seeing
Lift your head up high and blow your brains out Do you still go to raves? Do you think that Christ saves? Do you spend your days in a Purple Haze? Do
I'm Jimmy Pop here in a jiffy heat me up and add oil I'm like a zit, a wart, a corn, a cyst, a festering boil I get under your skin and I sebaceously
{Yea, well I sing like an amputee though Why? 'Cause can't hold a note, can't carry a tune Ha, ha, ha} Knock, knock Mr. Rogers, it's Mr. Mc' Feelie I