
Mr. Happy Insane Clown Posse
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[Segue: Shaggy 2 Dope]
"...Don't forget to fuck yourself now, okay."
[Intro: Violent J]
Rub baby oil on your but tcheeks and slide on the table
Boys and girls, everybody gather around, all in together now
Wheeeeee!
Love you, I love you, (Dance with me, dance with me)
I love you (Shake ya little butt, shake ya butt, come on) I love you
Must kill you, must kill you, must kill you, must kill you
[Verse 1: Violent J]
I'm kind of fat and I sweat a lot
But that's the only bad quinkydinks I got
That, and maybe the whole murdering aspect
But we ain't even really got to that yet
I love people, (Yes) I love everything about them
And that's why I gotta live life without them (Huh?)
I know it don't make any sense to you, but fuck you
This song's about me, exclusively
Murder, murderous, murderation
A murdering mentality without an explanation
I'm Mr. Happy and I ride a bike (Ching!)
I ain't got a seat, I just sit on the pipe thing
I'll whistle, I sing, I'll pet your poodle (Come here)
I'll twist and squeeze your neck like a wet noodle
Cause I'm so happy I'll stab your ass
And lay down next to you, dead on the grass
And say
"...Don't forget to fuck yourself now, okay."
[Intro: Violent J]
Rub baby oil on your but tcheeks and slide on the table
Boys and girls, everybody gather around, all in together now
Wheeeeee!
Love you, I love you, (Dance with me, dance with me)
I love you (Shake ya little butt, shake ya butt, come on) I love you
Must kill you, must kill you, must kill you, must kill you
[Verse 1: Violent J]
I'm kind of fat and I sweat a lot
But that's the only bad quinkydinks I got
That, and maybe the whole murdering aspect
But we ain't even really got to that yet
I love people, (Yes) I love everything about them
And that's why I gotta live life without them (Huh?)
I know it don't make any sense to you, but fuck you
This song's about me, exclusively
Murder, murderous, murderation
A murdering mentality without an explanation
I'm Mr. Happy and I ride a bike (Ching!)
I ain't got a seat, I just sit on the pipe thing
I'll whistle, I sing, I'll pet your poodle (Come here)
I'll twist and squeeze your neck like a wet noodle
Cause I'm so happy I'll stab your ass
And lay down next to you, dead on the grass
And say
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