Bugz on My Nugz lyrics

[Intro: Violent J]
Oh
f*ck

[Verse 1: Shaggy 2 Dope & Violent J]
Well, I don't understand the phenonemon
We f*ckin' these hoes that look like spalalala
Rich boys think that it's sh*tty
But I like f*cking crackheads with one titty (f*ck yeah!)
And I do it at the drop of a dime
And I get the scabies almost every time (Every time!)
So let's talk about my nutsack
I don't front, Jack, I got bugs on my ballzack
Well I'm Violent J, and I ain't no b*tch
I'm always quick to tell you when my nuts itch
'Cause, b*tch, if I'm itchin' when I come home
Drop a brick in a sock, swing it on your dome
You didn't think nothin' of it, just let me stick it
Probably should of known, 'cause I thought I heard crickets
In your neden, but I wasn't sayin' nuttin' though
I wasn't sayin' nuttin' til I'm done nuttin', ho
And now I'm like, "b*tch, how can this be?
I'm tryin' to sleep, and my nuts are up watchin' TV
And they try to walk to the store and get a 40
How'd these bugs get on me?"
Somebody asked me how I got scabies
Probably that homeless fat redneck bag lady
That I f*cked in the shed
Then the little critters on my ding-a-ling said
[Chorus]
Your nuts we want your nuts
We'll itch and scratch and bite your nuts
Your nuts we want your nuts
Please, oh please, f*ck dirty butts
Your nuts we want your nuts
We'll itch and scratch and bite your nuts
Your nuts we want your nuts
Please, oh please, f*ck dirty sl*ts

[Post-Chorus]
Spurs on my boots and I don't give a hoot, 'cause I got me a pretty woman's love

[Verse 2: Shaggy 2 Dope & Violent J]
I met this b*tch and went up in it
Dropped her off, went to the clinic
b*tch, I got bizugs on my siznack
So tell me what's up with that (Ho)
Should've said something 'bout your bug problem
Now I'm gonna have to sock you in your mouth, b*tch!
Can't keep my motherf*cking hands out my drawers
Stick a roach motel up under your balls
Nah, I'd rather stick em in a deep fryer
And sizzle those motherf*ckers off my wang
So you wanna f*ck around, always gotta buck around
Lift up your ding-a-ling, nothing but a bug ya found (Oh!)
Now they call you funky nuts 'cause you like funky butts
Scratching and biting 'em, then they call you monkey nuts
But I ain't sayin nothin', 'cause you ain't playin nothin'
Bring the track back and I get back to the nutsack track
Better try to rap 'cause the bugs is biting'
But I ain't going out like a b*tch, yo, f*ck that
Stick 'em in a blender and hit the switch (No!)
Then I hit the b*tch
Met this bum in the back of a dumpster
f*cked her in the rumpster, juggalugga humpster
Had to take a p*ss, so I pulled out my wang
Then I heard my ding-a-ling sing
[Chorus: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]
Your nuts we want your nuts
We'll itch and scratch and bite your nuts
Your nuts we want your nuts
Please, oh please, f*ck dirty butts
Your nuts we want your nuts
We'll itch and scratch and bite your nuts
Your nuts we want your nuts
Please, oh please, f*ck dirty sl*ts
Your nuts we want your nuts (Anyway, dog, man)
We'll itch and scratch and bite your nuts (You know what I'm saying?)
Your nuts we want your nuts (b*tches have nuts in their neden)
Please, oh please, f*ck dirty butts (And then you get bugs on that mother f*cking sh*t)
Your nuts we want your nuts
We'll itch and scratch and bite your nuts (What up, man?)
Your nuts we want your nuts (Hey, b*tch, f*ck you! Scabies?)
Please, oh please, f*ck dirty sl*ts (Check it out, man)
Your nuts we want your nuts (Look, man)
We'll itch and scratch and bite your nuts (We love all these hoes, you know)
Your nuts we want your nuts ([?] around)
Please, oh please, f*ck dirty butts (But you know, we can't be gettin' bugs on our sh*t)
Your nuts we want your nuts (You know what I'm sayin'?)
We'll itch and scratch and bite your nuts (Maybe it's the rabies and the mother f*cking scabies)
Your nuts we want your nuts (I can't be having centipedes on my di*k, man)
Please, oh please, f*ck dirty sl*ts (You know what I'm sayin'?)
Your nuts we want your nuts (The lobsters, no way)
We'll itch and scratch and bite your nuts (You know, I like [?] man, one of these b*tches [?])
Your nuts we want your nuts (We Southwest down)
Please, oh please, f*ck dirty butts (And you know b*tches be jocking that sh*t, man)
Your nuts we want your nuts (You know what I'm saying?)
We'll itch and scratch and bite your nuts (All you have to be is from the Southwest dot)
Your nuts we want your nuts (And b*tches be like, who [?] is that, man?)
[Skit: Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope]
Hey
Check this out, man
I can remember back in school
Back in elementary school
Yeah, sh*t used to be cool then, you know what I'm sayin'?
'Cause it was all about shootin' dice and playin' dogeball and sh*t
You know?
But then somethin' happened, man
Everybody grew up
And now ain't nothin' the same
Like this one punk mother f*cker
The same mother f*cker I was tradin' G.I. Joes with and playin' kickball
Is gonna run up on me and throw a gang sign, talkin' about
He's gettin' ready to fly my head and sh*t
Well, f*ck you, you know
'Cause you're still the same fake-ass b*tch you always was
So don't come up on me with that sh*t, 'cause I know you too well
You still the same gotta be (Get back, man) and my six Jell-O eating mother f*cker you always was
Oh yeah, and a couple years ago, I f*cked your sister at your birthday party
So don't come up on me, 'cause I know you too well, b*tch boy
Yeah, mother f*cking b*tch boy! Ha ha ha ha!