[Intro]

Okay, okay, okay, okay, Squeaky, bitch

[Verse 1]

Came out the womb, first thing I said was

"Nurse, come here", I slapped that ass

I was five when I lost my V-card, I ain't gon' get it back

Boys in the suburbs won't be boys in the hood

So they took daddy's guts

And popped a shot or two when they could

Flex Gang till I die, even if I leave again, it stands

I know that I'm hot, but bitch, shut up

I will not fuck no stans

I'm in my Gucci stance, middle fingers up, up on my hands

That booty bigger than my balls, so you know she bad

I drop VVS, then retire, shit, that's a fact

When I take vodka shots, I'm starting to act like I'm on crack Speaking of which, girl, let me pour this drink inside your pussy

Bitch, you understood, let me keep that pussy good

Droppin' bombs on your bitches, George W. Bush

Try and shout at me out like George W. Bush

Declare a war inside that pussy, George W. Bush

Lil Squeaky for President, George W. Bush

[Chorus]

This is the return, the return, the return

Bag it up and I'll let it burn

It's your mom and your grandma and your girl

I do everything, everyone, let's get fun

This is the return, the return, the return

I'm in the foreign and I'm taking short turns

I'm ridin' now hoe, watch out when I swerve

Pissin' on your grave, you ain't ever gon' return

[Verse 2]

I look like Fuzzy Bear, my chest got fuzzy hair

My door is open, I saw 20 bitches bustin' there

Like I'm JK Rowling, like I'm Johnny Depp

Life for R. Kelly, life for Jeffrey S

Bitch, I look like Jeffrey Dahmer, kill that pussy, get back on me

Bitch, I look like Marty Sperling, I do not fuck with Big Pharma Bitch, I look like Greg McDonald, I'm an innocent little farmer Bitch, I look like old McDonald, E.I.O. inside your daughter

Give me face, lil' bitch, give me face, or you a big disgrace Bitches hate, if you bitches hate

Then I'ma smash your face on your head

I don't know if you dead, but I know that pussy is

I was fuckin' stripperzine before I knew what pussy-pussy is Bentley Spanx, wood like a rocket, lil Einstein

Time outside, lil' boy, that boy afraid of Andy Einstein

I look like Howard Einstein, sideburns, mustard

Red oak, chocolate, German ace, and fuck your dad

[Chorus]

This is the return, the return, the return

Bag it up and I'll let it burn

It's your mom and your grandma and your girl

I do everything, everyone, let's get fun

This is the return, the return, the return

I'm in the foreign and I'm taking short turns

I'm ridin' now hoe, watch out when I swerve

Pissin' on your grave, you ain't ever gon' return