I Don't Like Your Games

Yeah, I got smarter, and yet fatter too
But what are you gonna do about it...

Dedicated to Jimmy...

Check It Twice Look what you made me do, the piercings Oh, they're nice, but yeah, I like ice On her thigh... Drip The secret of the ooze too Yeah, even Moore couldn't figure that out But me, I just had a feast So I'm gonna keep quiet And yeah, I farted You All Get Yours I got smarter, Taylor, I swear you're mind I got a list of name, underwear too And yeah, I checked it twice Poop Stain Some leave theirs red, some leave theirs blue I left mine with a stain of poo And yeah, I farted... The End