Standard (EADGBE)
x3
I'm sick and tired of you're calling me names
I'm sick and tired of your childish games
I'm sick and tired of your bullshit brats
Cocaine stupor and anxienty attacks
Picked up the magazine, I see your face
You're nothin' boy, a godamm waste
With the lamest fashion on your back
You're never happy, a hypocondriac
Don't bust my chops, baby don't bust my chops (2x)
/ x4
You're a styling queen and an alley cat
Too many chocolates keep a fat man fat
You're a pain in the ass, and you're on the loose
All I can get from you is your bad additude
Dirty mouth, it's all I can bear
Get outta here bitch, 'cause you're nowhere
Always wearing that cheap parfume
I can always tell when you're in the room
Don't bust...(2x)
/ x4
Don't bust.. (4x)