Juggalo Party
[Intro: Shaggy 2 Dope & Chop]
Hey, how you doin', man?
How am I doin', bro?
Yeah
I'm doing fuckin' awesome!
I'm doing stupendous!
I float when I walk, fool!
I float, like, three, four, feet out the ground!
I can't help it, man! I got wings!
Oh shit!
I'm doin' so fuckin' good, bro
I feel good, I look good, bitches are on my dick!
I can't keep bitches off of me!
Damn!
'Cause I'm shinin', like a diamond!
Like I'm made of a diamond, motherfucker!
I beam!
[Verse 1: Violent J]
I woke up to the feelin' of gettin' my dick sucked
She got up took a shower and hooked me up
And said goodbye and didn't even kiss my cheek
She was polite as fuck 'cause on her lips was skeet
I got dressed, walked out on the lawn, it's going on
Block party, bitches twerkin' under the sun
Mailman backflippin', does the splits when he land
Hands me a couple checks for eight hundred grand
I slap him a high five, then I'm off to get live
Two Bentleys, two Bugattis; which one do I drive?
My favorite song came on (Whoo!) I turn up the beat
All my people quick to follow, convoy in the street
It's Juggalos behind me, upfront and on the side
Hangin' out the windows, sprayin' Faygo as we ride
Clark Park is my target, as soon as I parked it
Homie hands me a bliggity, my hottie, she sparked it
[Chorus: Young Wicked, Violent J, & Shaggy 2 Dope]
There's a party tonight (Let's do the damn thing!)
Everybody's gettin' live (Let's do the damn thing!)
We all feel so alive (Let's do the damn thing!)
Like we can't ever die (Let's do the damn thing!)
It's a Juggalo Party tonight (Whoop whoop!)
Come on, let's get it, come on, let's get it
(Let's do the damn thing!, whoop whoop!)
Come on, let's get it, come on, let's get it
(Let's do the damn thing!, whoop whoop!)
Come on, let's get it, come on, let's get it
(Let's do the damn thing!, whoop whoop!)
Come on, let's get it, let's go, let's go...
[Verse 2: Shaggy 2 Dope]
Before long, it's a mini-Gathering at Clark Park
Fuckin' a hottie in a sleepin' bag in the dark park
Behind a tree, priests droppin' off kegs of beer
Mike E. Clark, AMB, the homie Legz is here
They set a ring up, lucha libre is jumpin' off
Ain't nobody alone, they all humpin' somethin' soft
Sing along with Zug Izland, play an acoustic set
Everybody's gettin' liver than they used to get
This is somethin' brand new, taken to another level
Everybody bum rush, we all stompin' the devil
This is too much fun, I'm fuckin' blew back some
I crack Beelzebub's head with the butt of my gun
Cops are havin' a ball, shit, they all gettin' naked
Bustin' shots and screamin' "Fuck the law, let's break it!"
Everybody, back to my house so the shit don't end
Bright and early tomorrow, we fuckin' do it again!
[Chorus: Young Wicked, Violent J, & Shaggy 2 Dope]
There's a party tonight (Let's do the damn thing!)
Everybody's gettin' live (Let's do the damn thing!)
We all feel so alive (Let's do the damn thing!)
Like we can't ever die (Let's do the damn thing!)
It's a Juggalo Party tonight (Whoop whoop!)
Come on, let's get it, come on, let's get it
(Let's do the damn thing!, whoop whoop!)
Come on, let's get it, come on, let's get it
(Let's do the damn thing!, whoop whoop!)
Come on, let's get it, come on, let's get it
(Let's do the damn thing!, whoop whoop!)
Come on, let's get it, let's go, let's go...
[Outro]
The Marvelous Missing Link has been Found!
Take flight, you can leave the ground!
The Marvelous Missing Link has been Found!
You're fuckin' shinin', just look around!
The Marvelous Missing Link has been Found!
You can see every sight, you can hear every sound!
The Marvelous Missing Link has been Found!
You're free to fly, nothing's holding you down!