Get Your Hands Off My Woman (Feat. Corn Mo)

You were drunk and you were surly
In Latino lover mode
We all know what's on your agenda
You had broken the code

Oh, I've got no right to lay claim to her frame
She's not my possession

(Yet!)

Get your hands off my woman motherfucker
Get your hands off my woman motherfucker
Yeah!

Octoped, you've got six hands too many
And you can't keep them to yourself
You're too fat and too old to marry
So they left you on the shelf

Oh, I've got no right to lay claim to her frame
You soiled my obsession

Get your hands off my woman motherfucker
Get your hands off my woman motherfucker

Get your hands off my woman motherfucker
Get your hands off my woman motherfucker
Ow!
Get your hands off my woman motherfucker
Get your hands off my woman motherfucker

Get your hands
Get your hands
Get your hands
Get your hands
Motherfucker
Get your hands
Get your hands
Get your hands
Get your hands
Motherfucker