One Way

Jimmy Pop's not a pooper, not a pauper but a popper And I got more pop than Orville Redenbacher And I got more gravy than the whole Gravy Train When I'm kooky, going loopy like a man insane I won't be around when the world ends So the only thing that I'll recycle is your girlfriend Aww yeah, back to the side I jump up, I swing When I'm using knock 'em sock 'em ya know I'm playing it to win The Nina, the Pinta, the Santa Maria See you later salamander 'cause I wouldn't want to be ya I'm a chip, I'm a pringle 'cause you know I got the flavor Pop me up in your mouth like I was a Life Saver Ain't got no soul but I got more than Don Henley I'm whiter than Casper but I'm not that friendly Marco Polo you tried to fly solo Make your thoughts vocal, I'll put ya in a choke hold One way or another I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha One way or another I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna getcha, I'll getcha I'm a gangster, no, I'm a gangster bitch Your momma gave me head, your girlie gave me the itch So scratch it till the ba*s beats fast, listen to the shotgun blast In the oven you'll get burned or in the tank that you'll get ga*sed Fake-o like Bacos, never mistake though Showing up, painted up, fresh from Macco Now I'm comin' in in stereo, rounder than a Cheerio Quick to fill your fix and I'm dizzier than a merry-go Rock this obnoxious, I'm truly not nice 'Cause I'm blood s*cking evil like Muppets on ice Arriba, arriba I'm the under achiever Gonna leave it to beaver, I'm the daydream believer I'm like Mothra man with my big wingspan And your the mother f**king jap that killed my offspring Chan I'm a menace to society, I'm gonna fill the prophecy First I'll drink your Genesee and then I'll take your liberty One way or another I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha One way or another I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna getcha, I'll getcha Di Di Mao, you burn village down You bring family over we all Wang Chung I'm a tarantula in your Chiquita And when you're peeling back the skin I'm gonna see ya I'm gonna bite ya, I'm gonna bite ya I'm Jimmy Pop, I'll tell you straight up I don't like ya 'Cause I'm cold kicking lyrics till the day I die Many fail to copy but at least they still try Busting up vocabulary is what I do most I'm gonna spread your legs like butter and gobble ya up like toast You went for the cherry, you went bobbing for the apple But the apple it be rotten and you had to eat the scrappple Scrapple? Pig meat from a pig pen, hog leftovers, your girlfriend So I flex to the effects and I don't care what nobody thinks I'm eatin' up your sherbert and dropping all your Tiddiley Winks Whoops goes my arm, I think it's outta socket Come over here little girlie I got some candy in my pocket One way or another I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha One way or another I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna getcha, I'll getcha One way or another I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna, getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha One way or another I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna getcha, I'll getcha