؜serial cleaner (Lapdance) - N.E.R.D. Cover

[Verse 1]
I'm an outlaw (I'm an outlaw)
Quick on the draw (Quick on the draw)
Somethin' you've never seen before (You've never seen)
And I dare a motherfucker to come at my face
I got something chrome (I got something chrome)
And I got it from home (And I got it from home)
And it ain't a microphone (Ain't a microphone)
And I dare a motherfucker to come in my face

[Pre-Chorus]
It's so real how I feel
Cause this society, that makes me wanna kill
I'm just straight ill, ridin' my motorcycle down the street
While politicians is soundin' like strippers to me
They sayin', but I don't wanna hear it

[Chorus]
Ooh, baby, you want me?
Ooh, baby, you want me?
Ooh, baby, you want me?
Well, you can get this lap dance here for free
Well, you can get this lap dance here for free
Well, you can get this lap dance here for free
Ooh, baby, you want me?

[Verse 2]
It's a raw night (It's a raw night)
Who wants to bar fight? (Who wants to bar fight?)
Well come on, alright (Well come on)
And I dare a motherfucker to come in my face
Baseball bats (Baseball bats)
I got something for that (I got something for ya)
It goes bla-ka-ka-kat (Do you know what it is?)
So I dare a motherfucker to come in my face

[Pre-Chorus]
It's so real how I feel
Cause this society, that makes me wanna kill
I'm just straight ill, ridin' my motorcycle down the street
While politicians is soundin' like strippers to me
They sayin', but I don't wanna hear it

[Chorus]
Ooh, baby, you want me?
Ooh, baby, you want me?
Ooh, baby, you want me?
Well, you can get this lap dance here for free
Well, you can get this lap dance here for free
Well, you can get this lap dance here for free
Ooh, baby, you want me?

[Verse 3]
When you think of Dogma, think of Marzella
Black sweats, Far Cry, and no love
Killstreaks between guns and spilled blood
Partner in my arms givin me hugs
You can find me drunk, whippin' it might crash
Or find me chillin' with crackers who like thrash
Find me in court, slappin' that judge ass
Burnin' the flag, all in the name of white trash
It's Dogma baby, death on the arm, I'm gnarly, baby
Fuck with me? Not hardly, baby
And you know the flow ungodly, baby
So let's party, baby