Jonny likes this girl and he doesn't even know why oh no Cause she's not like him she's a punk rock girl Friday night last week he saw this Girl that
s a punk rock girl He wonders aimlessly and he doesn't know where she could be Cause all he wants is just one night alone Friday night last week he saw this Girl
Possed to the corner where the fly girls chill Through action at some freaks until one bitch got ill She started actin' stupid simply would not quit Called us all punk
She caught you with a bad one for messin' with da mad one Told you 'bout this girl before, you didn't listen to me, as I talk now You're stalked by the
I be jackin You thought I fell off, I ain't even slipped The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm Far all those girls you got a flock, I can tell by your charm and your arm But I'm lookin' for the one, have
again! You know I only say it because i'm truly genuine Don't be a hard rock, when you really are a gem Baby girl! Respect is just the minimum brothas
y'all punks don't even know me On blocks where your punk ass still bustin off slingshots Talkin shit about me when I'm drivin by slowly Now
, salsa, salsa, my salsa My salsa makes all the pretty girls wan to dance And take off their underpants My salsa makes all the pretty girls wan to dance And take off
top I won't say white girl, won't say she's black She's the kind of girl that make your knees go crack Feel the beat, rock with me Let me tell you what
the finest restaurant Buy you any damn thing that you want You want flowers, I'll buy your ass a rose But later on you're coming off with them pantyhose You want gold, girl
real words right there So you know, we just gon' keep this shit rolling Theodore, they know how we do it Straight up and down, introducing One fourth
I'm the one, I'm the one I'm the one, oh, no, no I'm the one, I'm the one I'm the one, oh, no, no, baby It's the numero uno, number one chulo Ridin'
'em one by one If you ain't Psychopathic Ryda Boy, you cannot come (Bump) Everybody's lookin' if you jealous turn around Fuckin' with them leathers got us hoppin' off
the the chaos in the ghetto and an end to the killings [Verse one: Violent J] Heard whats going on in the free world Broke out the asylum and killed a girl
eye Who ya fucking wit governor E? Don't ya know I'll hang ya dead ass from a tree Then swing ya by ya foot Mister Drumma looking bald headed punk,
little one said roll over, roll over We put three in the head And the little one said roll over, roll over I run amuk upon the sucker duck punks that I'm steppin' on The one
