Douchebag

Album: Gold Cobra (2010)
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  • One for the trouble
    Two for the bass
    Three to get ready
    Let's rock this place
    Yeah, yeah
    Get up, get up, get up
    Check one

    Hoody black, droppin' vengeance, support your back
    'Cause you ain't jack
    Talkin' smack, consequences the game reacts
    We're being attacked

    Trim the fat, go the distance
    The Bizkit back, you get no slack
    Spray the Gat, pack the clip
    With the riff attack, fade to black, yeah

    You feelin' like you're really that invincible
    Reality will leave you feelin' terrible
    This moment is possible not critical
    Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go

    Douche bag, I'm gonna fuck you up
    Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you up
    Douche bag, I'm gonna fuck you up
    Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you up
    Douche bag, I'm gonna fuck you up
    Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you up
    Douche bag, I'm gonna fuck you up
    Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you up

    What's the problem, you got problems?
    You ain't seem to got the brain to solve them
    Bring the horror, I ain't scared
    You's about as scary as a freak at a fair

    You ain't hard, you think you is
    You just mad because I speak like this
    You just cryin' 'cause you ain't got milk
    Got nothin' to spill while this mic in on tilt

    You feelin' like you're really that invincible
    Reality will leave you feelin' terrible
    This moment is possible not critical
    Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go

    Douche bag, I'm gonna fuck you up
    Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you up
    Douche bag, I'm gonna fuck you up
    Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you up
    Douche bag, I'm gonna fuck you up
    Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you up
    Douche bag, I'm gonna fuck you up
    Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you up

    What's with this talk and no play (talk and no play)
    There ain't left to say (nothing left to say)
    Lie in that be bed that you made (lie in that be bed that you made )
    After we blow you away (after we blow you away)

    What's with this talk and no play (talk and no play)
    There ain't left to say (nothing left to say)
    Lie in that be bed that you made (lie in that be bed that you made )
    After we blow you away

    Douche bag, I'ma fuck you up
    I'ma fuck you up
    Douche bag, I'ma fuck you up
    I'ma fuck you up
    Douche bag, I'ma fuck you up
    I'ma fuck you up

    I'ma fuck you up (I'm a fuck you up)
    I'ma fuck you up (I'm a fuck you up)
    Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you up

    Douche bag, I'ma fuck you up
    Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you up
    Douche bag, I'ma fuck you up
    Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you up
    Douche bag, I'ma fuck you up
    Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you up
    Douche bag, I'ma fuck you up
    Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you up Writer/s: John Everett Otto, Samuel Robert Rivers, Wesley Louden Borland, William Frederick Durst
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
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