Blood On The Dance Floor - Ima Monster (heart On My Sleeve) Lyrics

Cant stop the tickles
they call me Dr. giggles
They saw im off the chizzle fo' shizzle dizzle,
im begging with the real deal dizzle wiff wiffles cos i dribble like im rubbing on nipples
gotta get out the pickle
make it rain with the ripples let my candy rum trickle, get you buzzed with double triple
getting headed rentals avoided the parentals
this is ghetto plain and simple with the dumb beat tempo.
oh no they be hating us cos we glamorous
they be hating us cos we fabulous
cant stop me once i started baby got me retarded
dont fu-fu-f*ck with my heart.
CHORUS-
chop chop chop you up ima
monster (haha)
eat you like a cannibal
spit you out like an animal
(x2)
slice slice slice you up ima monster (haha)
tie you up il slice and dice serve you up as cold as ice
(x2)
spin it girl shake that butt make me freaking bust a nut
crank that music bust it out
lets get wasted super uh
guess what honey ima a freak ima a freak inside the sheets
rough tough naughty nurse
rip it out now make it hurt
dont stop get it get it
last for hours not for minutes
open wide for my surprise
stretch and blow for your grand prize
spirit on your plastic face
beaming with the sweeter taste
super soaker on your chest
let it drip down on your
breast
-CHORUS- (haters make me famous x5)
-CHORUS-

[Thanks to girtart3d for adding these lyrics]