The Former Fat Boys - Dear Justin Bieber You're Going One Direction lyrics

Dear justin beiber Get your hands off off my beaver Dear justin beiber All you do is tease tease tease tease then leave her Dear justin bieber Let me make myself clear that i will defeat ya Dear justin I know what you been bustin In my girlfriend's face Giving her that loving Sing her your lullabies Don't lie i recognize All the cla**ic signs Under your spell, she's hypnotized You're such a player Breakin lots of hearts Well she's a good girl Go play some mario kart Cuz ur 16 she's 26 and i don't don't mean to scold But shouldn't you be running game on 9 year olds Go f** demi lovato or miley cyrus Hollywood's finest they love your heinous Go frost they eyelids let's put this behind us Come on bro, tell me why you takin all my vaginas Dear justin beiber Get your hands off off my beaver Dear justin beiber All you do is tease tease tease tease then leave her Dear justin bieber Let me make myself clear that i will defeat ya Cuz you tell her baby baby baby But then you play eenie meenie drivin her crazy She begs begs begs her way back to my world If you'd stay away there'd be one less lonely girl Dear justin Dear justin I think your motherf**in face needs readjusting Dear bieber Let me make it clear If you come round here If you ever see her If i see your sneakers If you deciever her You'll be mike seaver You better become a believer I'll explode your brain Left hook, my kick's the crane Right hook, uppercut, more of the same Hello hospital j-biebs got growing pains In every appendage Aww look what ben did This pop stars legless and suspended Mini steve urkle hung from distended Bowels someone get some towels it's ended Can't be mended, even out facebook's unfriended Dear justin beiber Get your hands off off my beaver Dear justin beiber All you do is tease tease tease tease then leave her Dear justin bieber Let me make myself clear that i will defeat ya And you're little chipmunk face You're little chipmunk teeth And you're little chipmunk hair You're gonna be chipmunk meat You got 3 billion hoes That's my girl bro You mom called bed time So you better head home Dear justin Dear justin I think your motherf**in face needs readjusting