I'm an Ass - Blanka, Mr. J. Medeiros, Tigerz

I’m an ass

I’m an ass

I’m an astronaut give me some space

Give me some space

You got dead bodies in your closet

I don’t how you do it

How you do it

You got dead bodies in your closet

I don’t how you do it

How you do it

I’m an ass

I’m an ass

I’m an astrophysicist

And I can’t figure you out

No I can’t figure you out

I’ma ass

I’ma ass

I’ma ask you one more time who is he

Who is he

Who is he

You got dead bodies in your closet

I don’t how you do it

How you do it

You got dead bodies on your conscience

I don’t how you do it

How you do it

She got me tripping I’m in hell again

But I bet this got her tripping over skeletons

She got me livid but I’m living I won’t let her win

I’m forever the measure of better men yeah

She’s clever but tell me what’s clever

When up there in heaven the reverends won’t let her in

In the end it don’t matter the sentiments

When liar and lover is a synonyms

You got dead bodies in your closet

I don’t how you do it

How you do it

But you got that ass

Yeah you got that ass

You got that ask me no questions I’ll tell you no lies

I’ll tell you no lies

You got dead bodies in your closet

I don’t how you do it

How you do it

You got dead bodies in your closet

I don’t how you do it

Hey

You got dead bodies in your closet

I don’t how you do it

How you do it

You got dead bodies in your closet

I don’t how you do it

How you do it