Cotton Candy & Popsicles - (Filthee Immigrants Remix)

Go step to them bitches over there
 Fuck that, you go step to them bitches
 For what? Man, look out y'all
 Wibble wabble bumble boo
 I'm Violent J, nice to meet you
 Hop and jump thy cherry pump
 Cherry syrup on ice cream, yum
 What you say, I buy you some?
 What's your name, bitch, where you from?
 You know me but don't be scared
 Bloody hands are weird, I know
 Don't front, girl, you like us thugs
 Very scary, carny, scrubs
 You don't want no richie faggot
 I think of Shaggy when he tag it
 That's all good, I'll hook you up
 Send your shit, I'll look you up
 You met J though, he goes first
 Yea, 'cause that's like how it works
 I can put aside my axe
 Give your butt a couple smacks
 Once you let me all up in
 You're lucky if we'll meet again
 Fuck you! I don't want a Lemon Ben and Jerry, baby
 Don't you wanna?
 I don't want a Tropicana Dairy, baby
 Don't you wanna?
 I don't want a Coconut Flurry, baby
 Don't you wanna mix?
 Cotton Candy and Popsicles
 You from Dallas, Texas right?
 You must be, girl, you look tight
 Plus you rock a grip of ass
 Thank you, Shaggy sweetness
 Thank you nothin', let me hit it
 Truffle, shuffle, waffle, biscuit,
 Whatever that was we ate
 Cost me like 13.58
 Sugar, bear, I'm worth all that
 Bitch, I'll smack you, call me that, what?
 Call me 'Shaggy, Southwest thug'
 Juggalo, Isle of Zug
 Do him what you did to me
 With your tongue ring and your teeth
 Only when in private
 You think I wanna see his dick?
 Put your candy down
 Let me show your tongue around
 Here's my Popsicle and balls
 Get on your knees and go for yours
 I don't want a Watermelon Cherry, baby
 Don't you wanna?
 I don't want a Tropicana Berry, baby
 Don't you wanna?
 I don't want a Blue Banana Sherry, baby
 Don't you wanna mix?
 Cotton Candy and Popsickles
 I don't want a Lemon Ben and Jerry, baby
 Don't you wanna?
 I don't want a Tropicana Dairy, baby
 Don't you wanna?
 I don't want a Coconut Flurry, baby
 Don't you wanna mix?
 Cotton Candy and Popsicles
 Southwest Side, bitch, badder than bad
 'Cause I'm from Motown
 Badder than bad 'cuz I'm from Motown
 'Cause I'm from Motown, Southwest Side, bitch
 Give it to 'em, give it to 'em, yeah
 Time to get busy in this motherfucker
 I don't want a Watermelon Cherry, baby
 Don't you wanna?
 I don't want a Tropicana Berry, baby
 Don't you wanna?
 I don't want a Blue Banana Sherry, baby
 Don't you wanna mix?
 Cotton Candy and Popsickles
 I don't want a Lemon Ben and Jerry, baby
 Don't you wanna?
 I don't want a Tropicana Dairy, baby
 Don't you wanna?
 I don't want a Coconut Flurry, baby
 Don't you wanna mix?
 Cotton Candy and Popsicles