Buck - Get My Goat Lyrics
You get my goat; Ill slit your throatIll cut your head off while Im at itWeve got a date so dont be late; I dont think eight is all that earlyYoure never ready, youre never readyWere going steady, so whats your problem?Ill give you something to cry about!I could care less about how you dressJust bring plenty of money lets make the scene before things get meanAnd, baby, dont call me honeyYoure never ready...Ill give you something to cry about!