Girl, let me see U dance

New coat, huh? That's nice

Did U buy it? Yeah, right

U seein' that rich motherfucker again

U know who I'm talkin' about

That slicked back paddy with all the gold in his mouth

Don't got 2 play me 4 yesterday's fool

Cuz I'll slap your ass into the middle of next week

I'm sorry, baby, that's the rules

I pay the rent in this raggedy motherfucker

And all U do is suck up food and heat

Say what? Oh yeah

4 someone who can't stand them TV dinners

U sure eat enough of them motherfuckers

Who bought U that diamond ring? Yeah, right

Since when'd U have a job?

U seein' that rich motherfucker again

What's his name? Bob?

Bob, ain't that a bitch?

What's he do 4 a living? Manage rock stars?

Who? Prince?

Ain't that a bitch?

That skinny motherfucker with the high voice

Please, who do I look like, baby?

Yesterday's fool?

Don't U know I will kill U now?

U're fuckin' right, I got a gun

U think I don't?

Then what's this?

Oh, U quiet now, uh huh

Little? Yeah, right

It might be little but it's loud

Yeah, right, mm hmm

Now put that suitcase down and go in there

And put on that new wig I bought U

No no, no no, the reddish-brown one

Bob, ain't that a bitch?

Oh

Gotcha {x2}

Hey Bob, if U're out there, let me see U dance

U said U was funky

Come on {x2}

Ain't that a bitch? Bob

Come out with your hands up

I'll kick your ass

This is your last warning

U think I won't?

Oh no, the nigger's got a laser

Let's get the hell outta here

{Phone voice repeats "Operator, what city, please?"}

Is Mr. George home?

Hello, Mr. George?

This is your conscience, motherfucker

Why don't U leave motherfuckers alone?

What's wrong with U?

Well, why can't we just dance? Why can't we just dance?

No, fuck that, fuck that!

I don't talk about U, I don't talk about U

U little almond-shaped head ass

Who the fuck do U think this is?

I'll kick your ass… twice!

Bob, if U're out there, let me see U dance

U said U were funky

Come on

B-O-B, spell the shit backwards, what's it say?

Same motherfuckin' shit

Turn it out

Bob, ain't that a bitch?