Oldie But Goodie lyrics

[Intro]
"Brand new Esham from the Eastside of the galaxy"
[?] *Record stretch* Goodie

[Verse 1: Esham]
I met this little girlie, her pus*y hairs was curly
The way that b*tch sucked off my di*k, I busted my nut early
She asked me for some mo' di*k and started sucking mo' di*k
I said relax you freaky b*tch and sit yo' ass up on it
Her momma's in the kitchen, her daddy's watching the game
I got this b*tch all knockin' sh*t off of the shelves and screamin' my name
b*tch you take this di*k up and pay me for that weed
You can't just smoke my sh*t up, get some di*k, and tell me to leave
Your little sister's watchin', I think that b*tch is hot
I know she just a youngin' but I'm good for what she got
She peepin' through the keyhole, I think she wants some peehole
I f*cked that b*tch in the butt, in the backseat of yo' daddy's Geo
I stole yo momma's vicodin', she just had surgery
But, I was so quick in and out of that purse
That b*tch never heard of me, I would try f*ckin' yo' momma, but that b*tch just so fat
I seen that b*tch step on a one dollar bill and leave four quarters flat, what!

[Chorus: Rude Boy, Esham]
How many b*tches need to know this name? (Boogieman)
Check yo' ouija board, this ain't no game (Esham)
Eastside hoes and money all night (Boogieman)
With this boogieman you'll be alright
[Verse 2: Esham]
b*tch I want a piece of that cookie and b*tch I want it for free
Popular b*tches get they little pussies popped, like Redenbacher f*ckin' with me
I smack your silly ass up, you don't roll that f*ckin' grass up
And after I'm done, I want the panties gone, 'cause b*tch I'm tearin' that ass up
I'm mashin' down Gratiot, gay bashin'
Necks I'm slashin', haul assin'
Heads I'm smashin' and crashin'
'Cause deaths my passion, 'til I'm ashin'
Wicked sh*t never gets spun, that's why we get clever, get guns
I pull a DJ out of his PJ's, it was E & J with the Soopa Villains
And b*tch wake me up with brains
And maybe I'll loosen your chains
'Cause b*tch you know you will never change
You seen more di*k than Hanes

[Bridge: Violent J]
What are we gonna do with these hoes
Smack me a b*tch up I suppose
Hurry up b*tch, and jump out ya clothes
You about to have di*k comin' out ya nose
What are we gonna do with these hoes
Smack me a b*tch up I suppose
Hurry up b*tch, and jump out ya clothes
You about to have di*k comin' out ya nose
[Verse 3: Esham]
I met this girl named J-Lo
Jimmy-hat on my di*k like a sombrero
When I rawed her, she said "Te Quiero!"
Then I was out like the Human Tornado
You might see me in the streets of the Motown
Pushin' crack to my hoes like Bobby Brown
Oprah please come and slob me down
I'll be like Steadman, how you like me now?
I got big di*k for you hoes to lick
I don't trick b*tch but take ya bank and split
Beyoncè, that's why I'm f*ckin' Kelly
In the backseat of a Chevy, after Nelly
Michelle pus*y just too smelly
So we threw her outta the telly
Oh really? Don't be actin' silly
Hoes buttnaked, ya'll know the drilly!

[Chorus: Rude Boy, Esham]
How many b*tches need to know this name? (Boogieman)
Check yo' ouija board, this ain't no game (Esham)
Eastside hoes and money all night (Boogieman)
With this boogieman you'll be alright