Limp Bizkit

I ain't no joke
So you should get a pen
And yourself a little note so you don't forget again
That when it comes to cash
I've been gettin smoked
Lendin' out my money
Now I'm broke
Somebody's gettin' choked
Cause now its time to pay the piper
Bums are the type of shit that's in a diaper
Don't make me have to call a sniper
And wipe your brains off my windshield wiper you dirty bug
As soon as I get paid they come in masses
There's someone givin' classes on kissin' peoples asses
Unless you're livin where the trash is
Don't even come around here askin' where my cash is

Me, I'm broke.

I ain't no joke
I'll say it once again
And if I get provoked there'll be knuckles on your chin
Some people never learn
Borrowin from me you might regret it
For one I ain't no bank and you got shitty credit
As soon as I get paid they're comin' out the woodwork
Take your ass and get a job like you should jerk
Unless you're livin where the trash is
But you're not so find another spot where the cash is

Me, I'm broke

Gimme back my money, bum
You said you'd pay me back
I'm broke and for that
You deserve a smackin' for slackin'
Now people say I'm a slacker
If I'm a slacker
Then its through the eyes of the ones that are blind

Written by DURST, WILLIAM FREDERICK / DIMANT, LEOR / BORLAND, WESLEY LOUDEN / OTTO, JOHN EVERETT / RIVERS, SAMUEL ROBERT
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group

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