Ten strikes you're out
Flip them burgers man
Strike one, I saw you winking at my friendsI'll poke your damn eye so you'll never wink againYou'll never wink again
Strike two, you touched my damn iPhoneMy other bitches call and check so leave it aloneJust leave it alone
Eight more and you'd better not doubtYou'll be out on the streets so don't make me shoutEverybody knows it's ten strikes you're out, you're outTen strikes you're out, you're out
Strike three, you gave my dog VDHow'd you fucking go give a dog VD?That's just beyond meStrike four, I don't remember fourBut whatever it was well you'd better not do it no more
Strike five, well you're racking up strikesFaster than your momma getting Facebook likes,Everybody knows it's ten strikes you're out, you're outTen strikes you're out, you're out
Six and Seven came as a pairPiss and shit stains all over your underwearWell baby you're out, you're out, you're out, hahaha
Strike eight, you made me double dateWith a bald dick head and a bitch who's overweightThat made me irateStrike nine, I understand you had gasBut you farted and another dude's sperm dribbled out of your assThat's fucking gross
Strike ten, well you drank my last beerSo baby pack your shit and get out of hereEverybody knows it's ten fucking strikes, you're fucking outYou're out, you're out, you're out
Ten strikes you're out, yeahYou're out