How Much I Love You -

This is my little song

To tell you how much I love you

And you can get mad all you want

But I’ma still love you

Tulisa, you know I’m hot for you

I grabbed a Glock and woo, I just shot La Roux

Lady Sovereign, don’t mean to be bothering

But I won’t stop, until my nob is in

And Envy, all the girls are gonna Envy you

Not cause of your rhyming, cause of when we screw

Ha!

you know how I do

Mz Bratt, I’ma make a woman outta you!

It ain’t dissin, bitches listen

Woops, I mean, ladies, listen

The next girly on my list, check it

Lisa Maffia, I’d only last like, 21 seconds

I’m try’na find the right, way to tell you that I’d kinda like

To blow in Mz Dynamite

And fuck it, if Akala gets mad

I’ll tell him it’s a rumour that her and Krafty have shagged

This is my little song

To tell you how much I love you

And you can get mad all you want

But I’ma still love you

(Ay what you doing, Kraft?) Bumpin Van Halen

While I’m nailing Sarah Palin

We’re on a boat and I had her shavin'

'cause I prefer to be smooth sailing

Have my way with Anne Hathaway

Ate her pussy and threw like, half away

I don’t mean to be acting needy

But I’d give anything for Cheryl to go back to Tweedy

Jamelia, yeah, ya know I’m feelin' ya

I’ll be your Superstar baby, eat it up

I’ll squirt in a glass and you can heat it up

Or we can do this old school and I can skeet on your butt

Holding on to Amanda Holden

I’ll hit that 'til the pussy it’s scoldin

Man, you know this

I’ll get Janet Jackson to show me both tits

This is my little song

To tell you how much I love you

And you can get mad all you want

But I’ma still love you

Even though she’s kinda overweight

I’d grope Oprahs waist and come over her face

Turn it up if you can only hear me slightly

Let’s all cheer for the rear on Keira Knightly

And Robyn, I peep your tracks a lot

We can jump in the booth and you can jack me off

I wanna find Winona Ryder, put my bone inside her

Make her moan like a goat on coke and cider

«This is my little song»

To help me piss you off, but still get in your thong

«And you can get mad all you want»

But I’ma still hit all of you wearing the same john

You want some nuts?

Skets come get 'em

When the sex done, I left 'em with their legs up sweatin'

Serious, my head must be messin'

I’d even do the manly chick in S Club 7

This is my little song

To tell you how much I love you

And you can get mad all you want

But I’ma still love you

That’s my song

I love you, baby

Each and every one of you

And you can get mad all you want

I’ll see you tonight

Haha