Prince Bob George
			
[Gal] 
Let me see ya dance 
New coat, huh? 
That's nice 
Did u buy it? 
Yeah, right 
U seeing that rich motherfucker again 
U know who I'm talking about 
That slicked back paddy with all the gold in his mouth 
Don't try to play me 4 yesterday's fool 
Cuz I'll slap your ass into the middle of next week 
I'm sorry baby, that's the rules 
I pay the rent in this raggedy motherfucker 
And all u do is suck up food and heat 
Say what? Oh yeah? 
4 someone who can't stand them T.V. dinners 
U sure eat enought of them motherfuckers 
Who bought u that diamond ring? 
Yeah, right. 
Since when did u have a job? 
U seeing that rich motherfucker again 
What's his name? Bob? 
Bob, ain't that a bitch? 
What's he do for a living? 
Manage rock stars? 
Who? 
Prince? 
Ain't that a bitch? 
That skinny motherfucker with the high voice? 
Please, who do I look like baby? 
Yesterday's fool? 
Don't u know I will kill u now? 
U're f..ckin' right. 
I gotta gun 
U think I don't? 
Then what's this? 
Oh, u quiet now 
uh uh! 
Little? Yeah, right. It might be little but it's loud 
Yeah, right. 
Uh uh! 
Now put that suitcase down 
And go in there 
And put on that wig I bought U 
No, No 
No, No 
The reddish-brown one 
Bob, ain't that a bitch? 
Oh 
Gotcha 
Got ya 
Hey Bob, if u're out there, let me see u dance 
U said u was funky 
C'mon, c'mon 
Ain't that a bitch? 
Bob 
(Come out with your hands up) 
I'll kick your ass (This is your last warning) 
Think I won't? (Oh no! The n..er's got a laser) 
(Let's get the hell out of here) 
Is Mr. George home? 
Hello, Mr. George? [Note: The high pitched voice] 
This is your conscience, motherfucker [that responds to his call, when] 
Why don't u leave motherfuckers alone? [slowed down to about 2 rpm,says] 
What's wrong with u? ["Operator, what city please?"] 
Well, why can't we just dance? 
Why can't we just dance? 
No, f..ck that, f..ck that 
I don't talk about u, I don't talk about u 
Wit' yo' little almond-shaped head ass 
Who the f..ck do u think this is? 
I'll kick your ass... twice 
Bob, if u're out there 
Let me see u dance 
U said u were funky, c'mon 
B-O-B, spell the shit backwards, what'd it say 
Same motherfuckin' shit 
Turn it out 
Bob, ain't that a bitch?