I Wanna Be Your Limousine

                                  If your mother had her druthers

Won't be riding with another rolling stone

If these bitches had three wishes,

You'd be busted up with stitches comatose

With a broken nose



I wanna be your limousine

Are you diggin' what I mean?

I wanna be your limousine

Sick and sick, let's split the scene



These pretty boys all call you "poison"

But we never let those boys in

Tit for tat

It's unexciting, all the fighting

All these suckers always biting

Where it's at



I wanna be your limousine

Are you diggin' what I mean?

I wanna be your limousine

Sick and sick, let's split the scene



Oh, you shake me like a coup

I feel I don't know what to do

You're just a child

You'd say "sike-naw" to an outlaw

It's like sparring with a southpaw

Swinging wild



Oh my God...



I wanna be your limousine

Are you diggin' what I mean?

I wanna be your limousine

Sick and sick, let's split the scene



Oh shit.



Oh ee oh, oh oh

Oh ee oh, oh oh

Oh ee oh, oh oh

Oh ee oh, oh oh''

(repeat in background until fade)



I wanna be your limousine

Are you diggin' what I mean?

I wanna be your limousine

Sick and sick, let's split the scene