Lyrics:

She be sucking marrow
Out of your bone tomorrow
Well she tip toe out and clipped into another moon
She'll trip you up, you stumble
And now your worlds gonna crumble
Like a like's armageddon in a time of doom
I said she pick up the pile
She's likely heading out of style
When it's for the win rolling you can let it loose

But you better get down to the joint
You let her get the best of you

You could have had her but you blew it dude
Can't get the two bit if you never try
You're on your own now buddy
And her and her silly puddy
'Cause only a mad dog sit around and cry

She be sucking marrow
Out of your bone tomorrow
Well she tip toe out and clipped into another moon
She'll trip you up, you stumble
And now your worlds gonna crumble
Like a like's armageddon in a time of doom
I said she pick up the pile
She's likely heading out of style
When it's for the win rolling you can let it loose

But you better get down to the joint
You let her get the best of you