Fuck The Fuck Off Lyrics - Singles - Shaggy 2 Dope

Kill him... Kill him... put him to Death... 

Kil him... Kill him... put him to Death. 

Guess who's back in this bitch again 

With a fresh set of balls bouncin' off your chin 

I'm 2 Dope 

Switch my shit up, no 

For these hands to grope hoes, and bitches hoe 

Now everybody thinks their shits the wickedest 

Them hoes spittin wicked shit is ridiculous 

Back off, jack off, ya'll ain't spooky 

Bitin' my CD's like they delicious cookies 

> From Sicily, France, back to Bangladesh 

Ain't no fuckin' body bout to hang with this 

Fans get punched in the head with a bass 

Drop rhyme after rhyme, headbuttin your face 

Fuck off, this shot, spin my nuts 

Ya'll be suckin more dick than sluts 

I'm crackin this CD in half with the scrubness 

Now fuck the fuck off, who finna bump this? 

Chorus: (x2) 

This shit ain't for pussy heads (So fuck off) 

This ain't for you rookie kids (Fuck the Fuck Off) 

Bloody creatures carve your head out (So fuck off) 

This the shit that brings the dead out (Fuck the Fuck Off) 

I don't need a fuckin band for my beats 

Mike Clark and me both bootin' your cheeks 

The stage, the mic, and a Juggalo army 

Hoes climb up and try to grind on me 

Any dumb freak tryin'a steal my stage 

Gets punched in the ass and kicked in the face 

Fuck your dresscode, I swing my balls 

Fuck your restrooms, I'm pissin on walls 

Securities look like weak ass wrestlers 

Pettin' kids down like child molesters 

I'm sick of this bullshit, I'm Shaggs the Clown 

We cuttin' craniums off then drag em around 

You know me, when I drive by, mumbling sparks 

In the little yellow bus, packed full of retards 

And we off the charts, under the radar 

Deep in the dumpster where the real Juggalos are 

Chorus: (x2) 

This shit ain't for pussy heads (So fuck off) 

This ain't for you rookie kids (Fuck the Fuck Off) 

Bloody creatures carve your head out (So fuck off) 

This the shit that brings the dead out (Fuck the Fuck Off) 

CAN WE GET A WITNESS?!(x6) 

Diss my shit and get shot in the back 

You ain't gonna be the first bitch I smacked 

The clown walk boogie, I mastered the move 

Cuttin through wiggies with somethin' to prove 

On who? 

Us? 

Me? 

Shit, please 

Lick these 

You're a Shaggamaniac, you can't ignore me 

And tell your mom to fuckin fuck off for me 

Fuck these hoes, they tryina take riches 

I'm the Southwest Strangla, windpipe tangala 

I'm gone too fast, with a ninja poof 

Skeet on your face is the only proof 

Fuck Off! That is what I tell the Earth 

I've been runnin with the Hatchet from the day of my birth 

So who the fuck you think you're fuckin with? 

YOU CAN FUCK THE FUCKIN' FUCK OFF, BITCH! 

Chorus: (x4) 

This shit ain't for pussy heads (So fuck off) 

This ain't for you rookie kids (Fuck the Fuck Off) 

Bloody creatures carve your head out (So fuck off) 

This the shit that brings the dead out (Fuck the Fuck Off) 

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