girl come out of hiding
'cause who the fuck would even go fly to ireland?
when there's such a thing as epstein island
where as you get as much drugs, sex and violence
and we can crash there girl, that's decided
and you can hit the bathtub if you can find it
the bar's open now, troon drinks provided to every kid,
turn 'em all into some weird crossgender hybrids
am i shortsighted or does your body look like
a blind first-year college student designed it?
i hope they put a zipper inside it
i only smash puss with a visible hymen
but i'm so excited girl we can fuck rough
you'll never have half as many kids as i did
with all the anxiety, jacked off to your CNN shit
that was just impeccable timing
look at the facts dude
i got my battle scars luke, you got your axe wound
so to transform back would be a bad move
plus if you can be a bitch, i could learn to be man too
rip off the bandaid, drag your trans ass (to the ballet)
then put my mayonnaise up in your man-cave
that's clearly man-made
but maybe go get checked 'cause it seems you're in a bad way
'cause you ain't no woman
you ain't no woman, you ain't no woman to me
(forty-one, forty-two, forty-three)
you ain't no woman, no woman to me
you're no woman to me
some say you got wrecked son
but i just want you show you love and affection
now let me spread it wide for an inspection
you're my kind of car crash... hit and run
in that place that you ain't get wet from
the cold place that you ain't never bled from
that place that you often shit the bed from
'cause it was once probably part of your rectum
bitch get your legs up in the air, yeah
both thumbs in the rear like baked alaska's in here
and we invited blaire... white and fucking sophia
narwitz, let's bring back my garbage career
stand with you in the clouds, fight off the flare
get these bitch ass clowns the fuck out of here
then take you out to the seaside
for some ice cream then some creampie
yeah westside to the eastside
they call it troonshine, i never knew why
i used to be known as the poop guy
now i'm known for sticking my bone up in two guys
'cause you ain't no woman
you ain't no woman, you ain't no woman to me
(forty-one, forty-two, forty-three)
you ain't no woman, no woman to me
you're no woman to me
beef with the farms, fucking lambs to the slaughter
josh you can cancel that order
how many dads that thought it was just a bath full of water
ended up with a god damn man for a daughter (uh huh)
ethan i know you want it, before i start talking about
all of my pedophile shit (uh huh)
i can hear your lips smacking a bit
and it's really obvious you want to suck my dick
eat my mutilated balls and the bean that don't flick
if you like everything you're seeing, nigga don't trip
'cause i get a hold of pre-teens waiting for a sip
way better than that simple latino called nick
in a pile of kids, that's the only way
that this twitter hypocrite could ever hit a lick
penis or tits? how the fuck do you pick?
decide quick before the good doc goes snip snip
you know you ain't no god damn woman
you ain't no woman, you ain't no woman to me
you ain't no woman, ain't no woman to me
you're no woman to me
you ain't!! forty one... forty one percent!
you ain't no woman, ain't no woman to me
no woman to me
