Standard (EADGBE)

x3

I'm sick and tired of you're calling me names

I'm sick and tired of your childish games

I'm sick and tired of your bullshit brats

Cocaine stupor and anxienty attacks

Picked up the magazine, I see your face

You're nothin' boy, a godamm waste

With the lamest fashion on your back

You're never happy, a hypocondriac

Don't bust my chops, baby don't bust my chops (2x)

/ x4

You're a styling queen and an alley cat

Too many chocolates keep a fat man fat

You're a pain in the ass, and you're on the loose

All I can get from you is your bad additude

Dirty mouth, it's all I can bear

Get outta here bitch, 'cause you're nowhere

Always wearing that cheap parfume

I can always tell when you're in the room

Don't bust...(2x)

/ x4

Don't bust.. (4x)