Let a Killa lyrics

[Intro: Violent J]
"I'm sick of this bullsh*t. All these b*tches thinking they're the f*ckin' whip just 'cause they got a neden. f*ck your neden, b*tch! That's right, and don't call me sexist 'cause I ain't sexist. I'm the sexiest, but I ain't sexist. If I'm sexist, then I'm the sexiest sexist, b*tch. Call me Sexy sex, sexy sexist"

[Verse 1: Violent J]
I see you hoes on TV
Glamorous models, super celebrities
Rolls Royce, fine wines and class
You need to come down to the hood, let me spank that ass
I want a famous ho (Yeah)
A b*tch on top with some helly bank role
I been chasing a girl from Letters to Cleo
But she broker 'n me, though
Mariah Carey, man, forget it
If O.D.B. hit it, I can't f*ck wit' it (Nah)
Nothing against Ol' Dirty or nothin'
But I know he at least got herpes or somethin'
I wouldn't mind f*cking Britney Spears
In a cheap hotel with them ceiling mirrors (Uh uh)
With that b*tch in a couple of weeks
I'd have her hooked on crack rock, working the streets (sl*t)
All them hoes fantasize
About juggalo scrubs in between they thighs (Heh heh heh)
But they too scared to let it be
So instead they f*ck Ricky Martin and pretend it's me
Don't you, ho?
[Chorus]
Let a killer f*ck you, let a killer f*ck you
Let a killer f*ck you right (Let a killer f*ck you right)
Let a killer f*ck you, let a killer f*ck you (One time)
Never gone back in the night (Never gone back in the night)
Let a killer f*ck you, let a killer f*ck you (Slow [?])
Let a killer f*ck you right (Let a killer f*ck you right)
Let a killer f*ck you, let a killer f*ck you ([?])
Never gone back in the night (Baby, baby)

[Verse 2: Shaggy 2 Dope]
Huh? Lets see were to begin
Knock, knock (Who's there?) A ball sack for your chin
I be f*ckin' them business hoes at Jive
From them interns up to the president's wife
They surely ain't famous but I still put 'em in the buck
Leave the glitz and glamour to J, I don't give a f*ck
But Clyde walked in, his jaw dropped down
Act like he never seen the butt cheeks of a clown
I had the secretary on the top of the desk
as*h*le naked, I was in the cigar chest
Smoking up Cuban blunts with the janitor
I f*cked all them hoes at Jive, ask my manager (Yup)
Business women in executive halls (b*tch)
Let your head down an tongue slap my balls
Some of them b*tches are a little bit old (Old?)
Dusty-ass neden with a loopy fold
Like this one chick I f*cked in the dark
I had the b*tch moaning like a happy-ass retard
We finished, turn on the lights, sweat was pourin'
Oh sh*t! (What?) Sharon Osbourne!
[Chorus]
Let a killer f*ck you, let a killer f*ck you (Like dogs)
Let a killer f*ck you right (Let a killer f*ck you right)
Let a killer f*ck you, let a killer f*ck you ([?])
Never gone back in the night (Never gone back in the night)
Let a killer f*ck you, let a killer f*ck you (Pickle buff)
Let a killer f*ck you right (Let a killer f*ck you right)
Let a killer f*ck you, let a killer f*ck you (One time)
Never gone back in the night (Baby, baby)

[Verse 3: Violent J]
I wanna f*ck Carmen Electra (Yeah)
'Cause she'll f*ck anybody first day she met ya
But as soon as she fall off the map
She on to the next guy like "'Sup?" baby
Let me f*ck a famous ho one night
I'll post the video up on our web site (Heh heh)
Me an Shaggy might sit with the stars
But my boys are out back breakin' into your cars
Dumb hoes quite f*ckin' them richies
Wit silky shirts on turtle neck di*keys
Frenchies straight out the hair salon
With a faggot-ass name like Jean (Sissy)
We the ones from the other side
Yellin' "Clown love, b*tch!" out the ghetto ride (Whoop, whoop)
I won't take you on any expensive trips (Uh uh)
But I'll part yo neden lips (Heh heh)
Who you wanna ride with, them or us
Jaguar with Ken or the SEMTA bus (Oh)
f*ck you then, we don't need you hoes (Ho)
ICP forever with the juggalos
(That's right, that's right)
[Chorus]
Let a killer f*ck you, let a killer f*ck you (Killers)
Let a killer f*ck you right (Let a killer f*ck you right)
Let a killer f*ck you, let a killer f*ck you (f*ck you)
Never gone back in the night (Never gone back in the night)
Let a killer f*ck you, let a killer f*ck you (Killers)
Let a killer f*ck you right (Let a killer f*ck you right)
Let a killer f*ck you, let a killer f*ck you (Jumpsteady)
Never gone back in the night (Baby, baby)
Let a killer f*ck you, let a killer f*ck you (Rude Boy)
Let a killer f*ck you right (Let a killer f*ck you right)
Let a killer f*ck you, let a killer f*ck you (Nate the Mack)
Never gone back in the night (Never gone back in the night)
Let a killer f*ck you, let a killer f*ck you ([?])
Let a killer f*ck you right (Let a killer f*ck you right)
Let a killer f*ck you, let a killer f*ck you (Turned up)
Never gone back in the night (Baby, baby)

[Outro: Violent J]
I'm sick of this bullsh*t. ([?]) That's right. You need to stay on TV because this is my reality. (It's diamonds, baby, baby) But I'm even sick of these hotties in the real world, like at the beach ([?]) I see you at the beach, b*tch, wearing your thong bikini. ([?]) You're one of those b*tch beaches. You're one of them beaches at the b*tch. You're- one of them, uh, you're a b*tch at the beach. ([?]) And I'm sick of that sh*t, because the bottom line is this: (Diamonds)
I'm gonna go to the mother f*ckin' b*tch with my motherf*ckin' Speedo's on (Diamonds) And I'ma walk up an down the beach like, "'Sup, b*tch?" Ha ha ha, b*tch, b*tch!
"Ooh, we're gonna have fun"
"Ooh, yes"