[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 fuckin' 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 nigger'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, fuck that, fuck that
  I don't talk about u, I don't talk about u
  Wit' yo' little almond-shaped head ass
  Who the fuck 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?