That Girl Is a Monster

[Dr. Dooom] I'm shoppin right now, my ass off You home writin some bullshit literature I need to think about you and reconsi-durrrr Your chicks punch they clock, goin out to Vegas to suck cock You don't know me, I'll swing a machete on your block You can't recognize fly when you see it Youse a bitch that need it You see the size of my fuckin bags, you read it How the fuck you think you competin? You Monster Zero bitch What side of my ass do you want to kiss? You a starvin artist, tryin to make it to the Grammies With a cheap perfume that smell like piss [Hook] That girl is a mon-storrr She's a chicken grease whore That girl is a mon-storrr Tell her I don't live there any more [Dr. Dooom] Baby you lookin for A&R, people to back you Where's your hairstyle and beautician? Just because you got a little page with a few bullshit pictures You think you competition; turn down that funky ass I'd rather take your poodle, and cook him in the kitchen When I urinate you listen; you see the wrists glisten How many pots in your name you got to piss in? Your powdered face, fuck you suck~! I make these chicks wash up and get they pubic hair cut I'm the type of motherfucker to spray the bottles of Lysol on your butt Watch you close, tryin to steal some shit I keep my eyeball on your butt You emerge from the scene intimidated My flow make you frustrated Steady buyin shit, I love it cause you hate it You better walk off to a pad, administrate it [Hook] [Dr. Dooom] Walkin back and forth through the corridor Ask me more, the Black & Deck' cut off your jaw Hands sittin like jewelry on the dresser drawer You catch a tour, see your legs by the resevoir With 3 mo'fo' po' orange Troops I'm leathered up with orange goose Nail a b-boy stance in the woods like I'm on forty-deuce Take a picture bitcher of D-R Dooom Come to the Days Inn and see our room The Wicked Witch pass by the window on the broom I'm in the bathrub playin with a raccoon [Hook] - repeat 2X