Lyrics Yeah yo Guy Kouame Yo Yo Yeah I don't know why this world keep turning round and round But I wish it would stop and let me off right now (2x) I hang with a bunch of hippies And wacky tobacco planters Who swallow lit roaches And light up like jack-o-lanterns Outsiders baby, and we suing the courts 'Cause we're dope as up and only get a two in the source They never should've booted me out of reform school Deformed fool, takin' a see, in the warm pool 'til they threw me out the Ramada Inn I said it wasn't me, I got a twin Oh my god its you! Not again It all started when my mother took my bike away 'cause I murdered my guinea pig and so him in the microwave After that, it was straight to the forty ouncers Slappin' teachers, and jackin' off in front of my counselors Class clown freshman, dressed like Les Nessman Up the next lesson, I'll past the test guessin' And all the other kids said Warren's a dishead, He'll never last, the only class he'll pass is phys ed May be true, till I told this rich in gym class That she was too fat to swim laps, she needed Guy Fast Yeah rich you so big You walked into Big Panties and stepped on Jenny Craig She picked me up to snap me like a skinny twig Put me in the headlock, then I thought of my guinea pig I felt the evilness and started transformin' It began storming, I heard a bunch of cheering fans swarming Grabbed that rich by her hair Drop her across the ground And took her up to the highest diving board and tossed her down Sorry coach, its too late to tell me stop While I drop this rich face down and watch her belly flop I don't know why this world keep turning round and round But I wish it would stop and let me off right now (2x) We drive around in million dollar sports cars While little kids hide this tape from their parents like bad report cards Outsiders, and we suing the courts 'Cause we dope as up and only get a two in The Source Hypochondriac, hanging out at the laundromat Where all the raunchy fat white trashy blonds be at Dressed like a sailor, standin' by a pale of garbage Its almost dark and I'm still tryna nail a trailer park rich I met a slut and said "What up, its nice to meet ya" I'd like to treat ya to a bagel and a slice of pizza But I'm broke as up and I don't get paid till the first of next month But if you care to join me, I was bout to roll this next blunt But I ain't got no weed, no phillies, or no papers Plus I'm a rapist and a repeated prison escapist So gimme all your money And don't try nothin' funny 'Cause you know your stinkin' as is too fat to try to outrun me I went to grab my gone That's when her as put it on me Wit' an uppercut and hit me with a basket of laundry I fell through the glass doors Started causin' a scene Then slid across the floor and flew right into a washin' machine Jumped up with a broken back Thank god I was smake' crack all day And doped up off coke and smack All I wanted to do was rape the rich and snatch her purse Now I want to skill her But so I go
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