Don’t Ask Me

Lyrics

[Intro] You see, man? Mother fuckers always got questions and comments about me, about me! So don't even let me tell you what I think about your bitch ass [Verse 1] Richie boys, fuck boys, flappin' lips, no noise Hatchet boys, chrome toys, takin' sips and end that noise I'm the type of mother fucker strip you out them skinny jeans Stomp you with my Cortezes, piss on you and leave the scene Ain't sayin' that I'm better, but a scrub like that cheddar Take a bat to your ding-a-ling and dome - that's a double header You best knock the fuck with the clown if you's a punk Your good luck, it suck, end up tied up in my trunk Silent boy, shook boy, taped up mouth, no noise Stick up boy, sharp toy, carve 'em up and end that noise People askin' questions though, I know nothing, know what I mean? Never foldin' under pressure, try and crack me but I'm clean Receivin' mad letters, when I read 'em I get redder Sayin' we ain't shit, now used to be, forgot we neck cutters 'Cause that's where the buck stop dead in its tracks, kaplunk You sunk, any more questions'll get you fucked up [Chorus] Don't ask me what I think of you Hurt feelings, broken bones, healings, we's peeling through the loose screws Don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to [Verse 2] Givin' fucks, lotta fucks, carin' much, nuh uh Heartless fucks, straight crooks, kidney punch, oh yeah I'll play it on your profile and grab your bitch ass by the throat Squeeze it 'til my hands are hurt and leave 'em with your shoes and coat Them shit's fit perfect, but a scrub need that cash flow Used to run with the crooked crooks, now it's ICP, though Jibber jabber, better known as mouth diarrhea Zip that shit fast, or I might have to come and see ya Scary fuck, chief fuck, tryin' to be down, nuh uh I'm smart as fuck, what up? Lay your money down, oh yeah Scoop it up and lay you flat, leave you where you at, broke Hate to take your money card, fiending for them pills and coke This fool gon' need a [?], I'ma have to lay one on his chin In his bushes at his house, cracked out, seems I can't win You lookin' up to me? 'Cause all I see you as is blood splatter I'm still a G, let me be, no questions, it don't matter [Chorus] Don't ask me what I think of you Hurt feelings, broken bones, healings, we's peeling through the loose screws Don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to [Verse 3] Never ask me about me, that's my business, that's my privacy Never ask me 'bout you, still my business, my own thoughts too My thoughts are big and vast like the sea, soon you'll see You'll get your wig blew, we ain't no partners, and you in my boot But you gotta press and keep on pressin' me about it Back off, tread light before I scream "Fuck off!" You ain't tryin' to chill, what's next, 'bout to back up and shout it I think of you as free money or I'll merk you, step the fuck off, ha! [Chorus] Don't ask me what I think of you Hurt feelings, broken bones, healings, we's peeling through the loose screws Don't ask me what I think of you I might not get the answer that you want me to (Ha!) Don't ask me what I think of you Hurt feelings, broken bones, healings, we's peeling [?] bruised Don't ask me what I think of you I might not get the answer that you want me to (Ha!) Don't ask me what I think of you Hurt feelings, broken bones, healings, we's peeling [?] bruised Don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to (Ha!) [Outro] "tell 'em to fuck off"