Don't Ask Me - Shaggy 2 Dope

Richie boys, fuck boys, flappin' lips, no noise

Hatchet boys, chrome toys, takin' sips and end that noise

I’m the type of mother fucker strip you out them skinny jeans

Stomp you with my Cortezes, piss on you and leave the scene

They sayin' that I’m better, not a scrub like that cheddar

Take a bat to your ding-a-ling and dome — that’s a double header

You best knock the fuck with the clown if you’s a punk

Your good luck, it suck, end up tied up in my trunk

Silent boy, shook boy, taped up mouth, no noise

Sticker boy, shark toy, carve 'em up and end that noise

People askin' questions though, I know nothing, know what I mean?

Never foldin' under pressure, try and crack me but I’m clean

Receivin' mad letters, when I read 'em I get redder

Sayin' we ain’t shit, now used to be, forgot we neck cutters

'Cause that’s where the buck stop dead in its tracks, kaplunk

You sunk, any more questions’ll get you fucked up

Don’t ask me what I think of you

Hurt feelings, broken bones, healings, we’s peeling through the loose screws

Don’t ask me what I think of you

I might not get the answer that you want me to

Givin' fucks, lotta fucks, carin' much, nuh uh

Heartless fucks, straight crooks, kidney punch, oh yeah

I’ll play it on your profile and grab your bitch ass by the throat

Squeeze it 'til my hands are hurt and leave 'em with your shoes and coat

Them shit’s fit perfect, but a scrub need that cash flow

Used to run with the crooked crooks, now it’s ICP, though

Jibber jabber, better known as mouth diarrhea

Zip that shit fast, or I might have to come and see ya

Scary fuck, chief fuck, tryin' to be down, nuh uh

I’m smart as fuck, what up?

Lay your money down, oh yeah

Scoop it up and lay you flat, leave you where you at, broke

Hate to take your money card, for them pills and coke

This fool gon' need a a, I’ma have to lay one on his chin

In his bushes at his house, cracked out, seems I can’t win

You lookin' up to me?

'Cause all I see you as is blood splatter

I’m still a G, let me be, no questions, it don’t matter

Don’t ask me what I think of you

Hurt feelings, broken bones, healings, we’s peeling through the loose screws

Don’t ask me what I think of you

I might not get the answer that you want me to

Never ask me about me, that’s my business, that’s my privacy

Never ask me 'bout you, still my business, my own thoughts too

My thoughts are big and vast like the sea, soon you’ll see

You’ll get your wig blew, we ain’t no partners, and you in my boot

But you gotta press and keep on pressin' me about it

Back off, tread light before I scream «Fuck off!»

You ain’t tryin' to chill, what’s next, 'bout to back up and shout it

I think of you as free money or I’ll merk you, step the fuck off, ha!

Don’t ask me what I think of you

Hurt feelings, broken bones, healings, we’s peeling through the loose screws

Don’t ask me what I think of you

I might not get the answer that you want me to (Ha!)

Don’t ask me what I think of you

Hurt feelings, broken bones, healings, we’s peeling bruised

Don’t ask me what I think of you

I might not get the answer that you want me to (Ha!)

Don’t ask me what I think of you

Hurt feelings, broken bones, healings, we’s peeling bruised

Don’t ask me what I think of you

I might not get the answer that you want me to (Ha!)

«can fuck off»