I'm the coolest monkey in the jungle (I'm the coolest monkey in the) In my life I fucked a couple witches, think I'm a wizard Hot as desert critters, or cooking gizzard Lick her like a lizard, that how I let her 'Cause she got them itty bitty titties,

All that wasted time I wonder if you ever think about it like I do Seven kids on my two lane road After all this time it still feels so good When I think about those summer nights Singing out the window, on the back roads, Sweet Child of Mine Sipping on

There's a quiet storm Too good for me If I tell you Will you keep on loving me And it never felt like this before Giving me something that's taboo (Sometimes I think you're just too good for me) You give me the sweetest taboo That's why I'm in love with

I don't get down like that Girl, you know I got a girl I just don't get down like that Baby, you fine Baby you's a dime But I just don't get down like Since I found me my lady Thinkin' about cheating would be crazy When I'm single it don't really matter

Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme that bass(4 x repeats) Gimme that bass I've been gone for too long, now it's time I take it back(back) I put the piece up A down Get get it you like it when I move it to beat like that I've been gone for too long, think it's

And it doesn't look that way to me It's in my eyes You tell me you like the taste You just need an excuse You tell me it calms your nerves You just think it looks cool You tell me you want to be different You just change for the same

I'm a good pretender Won't you come see my show? Oh, I'm insecure, I'm insecure I think I like what I'm supposed to Like what I'm supposed to I don't even mess with drugs I do that 'cause you say it's dope to You say it is dope to 'Cause I'm just like you

I'm super, super Snap my fingers just like that You think I'm super So you wanna be just like me On the cover of your magazine Think you wanna be just like me Everybody's watching me To be super, super To be super, super girl

Uh oh, fresh out the bed Uh oh, count up the deads You niggas in trouble (niggas in trouble) You niggas in trouble No forreal, no cap, my money long like anacondas If you think about runnin' with that then you in trouble Fresh out, outta the bed, count

You can’t hide from me There ain’t no tricks that you can try on me I know your every move before you even breathe baby Thinking you know something I don’t know but my eyes, my eyes, my eyes Like a telescope You left your troubles in my head, in my head