Lyrics Justin's Beaver - Rucka Rucka Ali

I know some faggot, JB!
And every time he sings, the girls all
Squirt through their jeans
And everybody′s mom says
"Damn too bad he's thirteen"
And he says stuff like
"Hip hop and rap embrace me"
But everybody knows Justin′s a...
Faggot!
Faggot!
Faggot!
F-F-F-Faggot!
Faggot!
Faggot!
F-F-F-Faggot!
Faggot!
Faggot!
Ah Ohhhhhhh!
You're just a faggot JB.
First of all, you're Canadian,
So that joke kinda tells itself.
You catch that? I′ll say it again.
You′re from Canada, kill yourself!
Get your French speaking
Syrup sippin' European
Bitch ass niggan′ bacon lickin',
Learn to speak English, and stop singin′
You started off on YouTube,
And got a million views,
So your mama made some calls,
And shook hands with some Jews,
Now you're the coolest dude at school,
And at the Neverland Ranch reunion,
Annual sleepover, 1992. (Hee-hee!)
Usher, Usher, Usher
Usher′s never heard of you,
He doesn't know, he's in your video
Come on! How dumb is you?
You got Kim dashing for your nuts.
And I think that leaves a hairy ass,
And a great mustache,
Between the two of you.
I know some faggot, JB!
(He′s a handsome lady!)
And every time he sings,
The girls all squirt through their jeans
(Squirt like a hose!)
And everbody′s mom says,
"Damn, too bad he's thirteen"
(′Cause he's a handsome lady!)
And he says stuff like,
"Hip hop and rap embrace me!"
(Oh yeah!)
But everybody knows Justin′s a...
Faggot!
Faggot!
Faggot!
F-F-F-Faggot!
Faggot!
Faggot!
F-F-F-Faggot!
Faggot!
Faggot!
Ah Ohhhhhhh!
You're just a faggot, JB!
When I was thirteen,
I fucked my first cousin!
I′mma tell you one time!
I'mma sell you wonton!
Baby, baby, baby,
'Till I′m throwin′ fuckin' babies
At this faygola, to get him
To stop makin′ songs!
I hate 'em!
They can take his BET award
And throw it to the Arabs,
′Cause that's like giving Michael Lohan
The award for greatest parent!
Now, that′s like sayin' Michael Jackson
Never stole Macaulay's pants
That′s like saying Canada
Is not a place that′s full of faggots!
He sounds like a nine year old,
Blacker, Michael Jackson
'Cause his ′nads are higher in his groin,
Than Lindsay is on acid,
Number one in Canada!
I guess that makes you about the same
As a homeless guy with AIDS
In America? (FUCK YOU!)
I know some faggot, JB!
(He's a handsome lady!)
And every time he sings, the girls all
Squirt through their jeans
(Squirt like a hose!)
And everbody′s mom says,
"Damn, too bad he's thirteen"
(′Cause he's a handsome lady!)
And he says stuff like,
"Hip hop and rap embrace me!"
(Oh yeah!)
But everybody knows Justin's a...
Faggot!
Faggot!
Faggot!
F-F-F-Faggot!
Faggot!
Faggot!
F-F-F-Faggot!
Faggot!
Faggot!
Ah Ohhhhhh!
You′re just a faggot, JB!
That was some really not nice things to say,
Dawg!
I totally have pubes!
I mean,
So what if they′re taped on,
The girl's don′t care!
And Canada's totally sweet!
At least we don′t go around,
Putting doors in front of people!
I'm gonna have Usher, beat your ass, next time I see him.
You, your the fag, mother-fucker.