Ein. Zwei. Drei. Jimmy Pop's not a pooper not a pauper but a popper And I got more pop than Orville Redenbacher And I got more gravy than the whole Gravy Train When I'm kooky goin' loopy like a man insane Ha ha I won't be around when the world ends So the only thing that I recycle is your girlfriend Aw yeah back to the side I jump up I swing When I'm usin' Knock 'Em Sock 'Em ya know I'm playin' it to win The Nina the Pinta the Santa Maria See you later salamander 'cause I wouldn't want to be ya I'm a chip I'm a Pringle 'cause you know I gots the flavor Pop me up in your mouth like I was a LifeSaver I ain't got no soul but I got more than Don Henley I'm whiter than Casper but I'm not that friendly Marco Polo you tried to fly solo Make your thoughts vocal I'll put ya in a chokehold One way or another I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha One way or another I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna getcha I'll getcha I'm a gangster no I'm a gangster bitch Your momma gave me head your girlie gave me the itch So scratch it back the bass beats fast listen to the shotgun blast In the oven you'll get burned or in the tank that you'll get gassed Fake oh like Bacos never mistake though Showin' up painted up fresh from Maaco Now I'm comin' in on stereo rounder than a Cheerio Quick to fill your fix and I'm dizzier than a merry-go Rock this obnoxious I'm truly not nice 'Cause I'm blood suckin' evil like Muppets On Ice Arriba arriba I'm the under achiever Gonna Leave It To Beaver I'm the Daydream Believer I'm like Mothra man with my big wingspan And you're the motherfuckin' Jap that killed my offspring Chan I'm a Menace II Society gonna fill the prophecy First I'll drink your Genesee and then I'll take your liberty One way or another I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha One way or another I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna getcha I'll getcha Dii dii mao. You burn village down. You bring family over. We all Wang Chung. I'm a tarantula tarantula in your Chiquita Chiquita And when you're peeling back the skin I'm gonna see ya I'm gonna bite ya I'm gonna bite ya I'm Jimmy Pop I'll tell you straight up I don't like ya 'Cause I'm cold kickin' lyrics 'til the day I die Many fail to copy but at least they still try Bustin' up vocabulary is what I do most I'm gonna spread your legs like butter and gobble ya up like toast Ein. Zwei. Drei. You went for the cherry you went bobbin' for the apple But the apple it be rotten and you had to eat the scrapple Scrapple? Pig meat from a pig pen hog leftovers your girlfriend So I flex to the effects and I don't care what nobody thinks I'm eatin' all your sherbet and droppin' all your Tiddly Winks Whoop goes my arm I think it's outta socket Come over here little girlie I got some candy in my pocket One way or another I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha One way or another I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna getcha I'll getcha One way or another I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha One way or another I'm gonna find ya I'm gonna getcha I'll getcha