[Intro]
Gb5 Gb5 Gb5 Gb5
[Verse 1]
Gb5
I fuckin' hate Limp Bizkit (Me too)
A5 Ab5
That's good, I got somethin' we can do
Gb5
Grate 'em? Yeah, shred 'em like cheese
A5 Ab5
Dope, 'cause I fuckin' hate 'em (Please)
Gb5
That motherfucker Fred Durst
A5 Ab5
Looks like he fell out his mom's— face first
Gb5
Yeah, you're tellin' me, he's got no swag
A5 Ab5
His raps suck like a vacuum bag (Damn)
Gb5
That's what's up, my G
A5 Ab5
He the worst white rapper that'll ever be (Haha)
Gb5
Sure as fuck ain't no Eminem
A5 Ab5
Looks like he's got Drake's pubes on his chin
Gb5
Yeah, he's a punk, punk-ass bitch
A5 Ab5
You won't ever catch me listenin' to any of his shit
Gb5
I don't blame you, they're fuckin' lame
A5 Ab5
That's why we friends, dawg, we feel the same
[Chorus]
Gb5 A5 Ab5
Joke's on you
Gb5 A5 Ab5
You missed one clue (We don't give a fuck)
Gb5 A5 Ab5
From what I see
Gb5 A5 Ab5
You always do
[Verse 2]
Gb5
That motherfucker Fred Durst
A5 Ab5
Is like a Fred-ache, makes my head hurt (Haha)
Gb5 A5 Ab5
My whole damn body achesEvery time I listen to 'em, I start to shake
Gb5
Wait, wait a goddamn minute
A5 Ab5
You tellin' me that you listen to that shit?
Gb5
I mean, not really, I mean, not now
A5 Ab5
But back when I was a kid (Hmm)
Gb5
I don't know, dude
A5 Ab5
I'm startin' to feel like I barely know you
Gb5
But— But, dude, I was just a kid
A5 Ab5
I didn't think too much about the things I liked
Gb5
Things you liked? (Yeah)
A5 Ab5
How 'bout I beat your fuckin' ass to tomorrow night?
Gb5
Hold up, dawg, I don't get it, we tryna fight?
A5 Ab5
You're goddamn right
[Chorus]
Gb5 A5 Ab5
Joke's on you
Gb5 A5 Ab5
You missed one clue (We don't give a fuck)
Gb5 A5 Ab5
From what I see
Gb5 A5 Ab5
You always do
I fuckin' hate Limp Bizkit (me too)
That's good, I got somethin' we can do
(Grate 'em?) Yeah, shred 'em like cheese
(Dope, 'cause I fuckin' hate 'em)
Please, that motherfucker Fred Durst
Looks like he fell out his mom's- face first
(Yeah, you're tellin' me, he's got no swag)
(His raps suck like a vacuum bag)
Damn, that's what's up, my G
He the worst white rapper that'll ever be
(Hah, sure as fuck ain't no Eminem)
(Looks like he's got Drake's pubes on his chin)
Yeah, he's a punk, punk-ass bitch
You won't ever catch me listenin' to any of his shit
(I don't blame you, they're fuckin' lame)
That's why we friends, dawg, we feel the same
Joke's on you
You missed one clue (we don't give a fuck)
From what I see
You always do
That motherfucker Fred Durst
Is like a Fred-ache, makes my head hurt
(Hah, my whole damn body aches)
(Every time I listen to 'em I start to shake)
Wait, wait a goddamn minute
You tellin' me that you listen to that shit?
(I mean, not really, I mean not now)
(But back when I was a kid)
Hm, I don't know, dude
I'm startin' to feel like I barely know you
(But, but, dude, I was just a kid)
(I didn't think too much about the things I liked)
Things you liked? (Yeah)
How 'bout I beat your fuckin' ass to tomorrow night?
(Hold up, dawg, I don't get it, we tryna fight?)
You're goddamn right
Joke's on you
You missed one clue (we don't give a fuck)
From what I see
You always do
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