Trick Or Treat Lyrics

Trick or treat, smell my feet

Give me something good to eat

If you don't, I don't care

I'll pull down your underwear

Trick or treat, smell my feet

Give me something good to eat

If you don't, I don't care

I'll pull down your underwear

Trick or treat

Smell my feet

That's right

Give me something good to eat

If you don't

I don't care

I'll pull down your underwear

What are you afraid of?

Is it real or is it made up?

Can you feel the pain from

Killers in your brain or do you always stay numb?

Trick or treat

I'm on that spooky shit

Catch me coming down the block in that hoopty

With the tinted windows

Michael Meyers mask with a doobie lit

That shit stank like dookie lip

I must be losing it

I'm ready to slash

I'm ready smash Lizzo

Headed to Camp Crystal with machetes and black pistols

They tell me relax but it's never that

Imma murderer, baby

But If I was to murder a baby

You'd say it's ok because you're a Democrat

Pregnant bitches get pepper sprayed in the coochie

LOL at chicks that never claim to be groupies

But still get naked for Michelin grade sushi

Thinking she's paid because she's giving away pussy

If you're handing out snatch like a snickers

Put my face in it like a cat with his whiskers

Liquor in the front

Poker in the rear

Don't fear the reaper

Or the creep behind the two way mirror

Trick or treat

Smell my feet

That's right

Give me something good to eat

If you don't

I don't care

I'll pull down your underwear

What are you afraid of?

Is it real or is it made up?

Can you feel the pain from

Killers in your brain or do you always stay numb?

Smell my feet

Give me something good to eat

Pussy!

It's almost cuffing season and she's booking me

It's a Love Connection and I'm Chuck Woolery

Whoever pulls a tool on me, gon' get a funeral for free

You know the dilly

We got more guns than hillbillies at Chilis

And you got a mouth like you Millie Vanilli

I'm laying you out like I'm living in Philly

You bitches kill me with that independent shit

You in the building but not without men in it

You know we built it from the ground and the sediment

That's why we represent!

Trick me, lick me

Treat me like a God, baby

You don't need my name, just call me John, baby

I've been on my job lately

So give me a blow job while I'm sitting on the John, baby

The sweeter the Beetlejuice

The sweeter the seed in the Berry

Beetlejuice Beetlejuice

Yo, that's number 3

Shit's about to get scary

What you want me to do?

Light up some weed for me

Light up some weed for you

Where the fuck is Michael Keaton when you need the dude?

Trick or treat

Smell my feet

That's right

Give me something good to eat

If you don't

I don't care

I'll pull down your underwear

What are you afraid of?

Is it real or is it made up?

Can you feel the pain from

Killers in your brain or do you always stay numb?