Kick Your Ass

Kick Your Ass
Valentina

I can't kick your ass — and you know why,
You'll call 9-1-1 and start your crocodile cry.
"Officer, he touched me!" — oh, give me a break,
You gaslight, cancel, manipulate.

Sick of your lies, sick of your shit,
Tired of the mind games, can't handle it.
Rules and "boundaries," fake victim crown,
One of these days I'm gonna lay you down.

And when that day comes, I'll smile at last,
My mugshot grinnin' — for whoopin' your ass!

Kick your ass! (HEY!)
Boot in ass! (HEY!)
Smile in the mugshot — yeah, it was worth that! (HEY!)
Mama should've spanked you where the Lord split ya! (HEY!)
Kick your ass! (HEY!)
Boot in ass! (HEY!)

No therapist needed, no doctor's pass,
Just old-school justice — a boot in the ass!

Kick your ass! (HEY!)
Boot in ass! (HEY!)
Colonoscopies are free — I'll pull your head out fast! (HEY!)
Kick your ass! (HEY!)
Boot in ass! (HEY!)
I'll take that phone, shove it down your throat so fast! (HEY!)

We used to settle this with a handshake and dirt,
Now everybody cries "assault" when they're hurt.
Well, words don't work and you sure won't stop,
So I'll give you a whoopin' from the school of hard knocks!

Kick your ass! (HEY!)
Boot in ass! (HEY!)
Smile in the mugshot — hell yeah, it was worth that! (Ha ha ha ha)
Kick your ass! (HEY!)
Boot in ass! (HEY!)
Cry all you want — I won't spare the rod, jack! (HEY!)
Kick your ass! (HEY!)
Boot in ass! (HEY!)
Whole damn crowd screaming — KICK YOUR ASS!