Taking My Ball

Yo', Dre, Man

Make my vocals sound sexy (wooh)

Come on man, come on man, okay

It feels so wrong 'cause it feels so right

But it's all right, it's ok with me

I'll do my steps all by myself

I don't need nobody to play with me

But if you just give me a chance

I can put you in a trance the way I dance

But don't nobody wanna play with me

So I'm taking my ball and going home, home

I'm that guy, man, shove a diamond up my hind end

And crush it with my butt muscles while I cut vocals

Slut poke holes in ya shirt, jump in mud puddles

While I stomp mudholes in ya ass girl, now lets cuddle

Blood curdling your gurgling on your blood

What I do for my next trick, I'm feeling wonderful

I think, I might just do something a little less subtle

Shove a fucking tonka truck up a little kids butthole

Feel the wrath of a psychopath

Slash ambassador of the valentines day massacre

Slash assassin, I slash her in the ass with a icicle

And leave her laying a blood bath, while I put a catheter in

And jump in the bath with her, in my spiderman mask man

Just imagine the fun I can have with a strap on

Stick it up, Kim Kardashian's ass

And make the bitch, run a triathlon

Are those pistachio's? Damn, I'd like to have some

Laying on the patio man, rolling a fat one

Shady drop the magic marker, put the cap on

God damn, man, are you that much of an asshole?

It feels so wrong 'cause it feels so right

But it's all right, it's ok with me

I'll do my steps all by myself

I don't need nobody to play with me

But if you just give me a chance

I can put you in a trance the way I dance

But don't nobody wanna play with me

So I'm taking my ball and going home, home

I'm like Houdini, tuck my teenie-eenie-weenie between each

One of my thighs, and make it disappear like a genie

Make the shit disappear like Tara Reid, in a bikini

Believe me, homie, you don't know the meaning of a meanie

They call me, "The fruit loop from Jupiter"

I'm trying to maneuver the hoover up in your poop shoot

Dont move or ya might get it stuck so fucking far up in your uvula

You aint gonna know what he was tryna do to ya gluteus

Totally tubular sniffing glue through a tube in the studio

Now who do ya think is more fruitier?

Weenier smoothered in peanut butter putting on a tube

Of ya eye shadow, and, man, it look nice, you should've seen it, mother

I think, I'll put a piece of art on my visa card

Then I'll go meet, Mischa Barton with a Cuisinart

Then mosy on over to Rosie O'Donnell's

With McDonald's jump on her lap and watch the sopranos

It feels so wrong 'cause it feels so right

But it's all right, it's ok with me

I'll do my steps all by myself

I don't need nobody to play with me

But if you just give me a chance

I can put you in a trance the way I dance

But don't nobody wanna play with me

So I'm taking my ball and going home, home

Shady, what are you doing chewing on a human?

Grab an aluminum bat, hit, Heidi Klum, in the back, boom

Assumin' the fact that dudes in the back room

Using the bathroom, vacuum and a racoon

Skewing a rat, a cat, screwing a baboon

You shouldn't ask, what is he doing with that broom?

You should be glad he ain't leave you full of stab wounds

You in a trance, I'm back doing my dance, ooh

But their afraid I might get, Sarah Palin, by the hair

And make her wear a bathing suit, and take her para sailing

Shady, why you gotta pick on the lady for?

Why you make her read 84, bed time stories to you in baby talk?

'Cause I'm scared there's monster's under my bed

Kelly Pickler, hid my juice box under my bassinet

No wonder my ass is wet, my diaper needs to be changed

You like graffiti dike, well I can pee pee and write your name

It feels so wrong 'cause it feels so right

But it's all right, it's ok with me

I'll do my steps all by myself

I don't need nobody to play with me

But if you just give me a chance

I can put you in a trance the way I dance

But don't nobody wanna play with me

So I'm taking my ball and going home, home

Fine? nobody wants to play with me?

Fuck you then, bitch

You guys are always mean to me anyways

All you ever do is rub gum in my hair and stuff

You guys are gonna make me, make me sad, I'm sad

I'm gonna cry, I'm crying

I'm going' tell my mom, mom