Smithereens lyrics

[Intro]
Uhhh
Yeah
I be waking up at dinner time
Huh
(Yeah the ones who be f*ckin')

[Verse]
Bring the eaters to me
Yeah, the ones who be f*ckin' (you know)
I'ma call it how I see it, why the f*ck is you buggin' (Why)
I'm a big bad wolf, steady huffing and puffing
Baby, go ahead, tell em who you f*cking and loving (Who that?)
That's me, getting (gasp) while I drive
Let me, eat up, flaming up fire (Eat up, fire)
I said, eat up, to the apple of your eye
Now she, geek, geek, claiming she can fly (Yeah right, hey)
Gotta watch your f*cking back
Got that peanut butter mouse trap, hope I catch a rat though (a rat though)
I don't have much time to chat
Only seen her from the front but I know that sh*t is fat though (yeah baby)
In kindergarten, I was bumping uglies by the cubbies
I question your intentions, if you way too buddy-buddy (Who you)
Why you sounding pouty, got you looking like a cubby
I was fake sleeping when she said she think she love me
Uh-huh, you got that sack right (I sure do)
Then show us some cake and she took a fat bite (Damn)
If they shady, I cut 'em, you better act right (You better)
This was just a warm up, I'm heating up like a crack pipe (Yeah right, damn)
I'm gon' take my happy like my lady (Is you)
I feel good as f*ck, no need to check up on me baby (Real good)
Bet I merk a beat, got it pushing up a daisy (Okay)
I said it and I mean it, it be best if you obey me
Blow me to bits, we talking smithereens (Woah)
Too much hoes in the whip, I need a limousine (I need a)
Pocket clock in your face, lil baby this a dream
Most these b*tches free agents, 'cause they can't pick a team (Yeah, yeah)
[Outro]
They can't pick a team
Yeah, yeah, yeah
The f*ck do you want