You better lock your windows tight
Lock the doors and turn on all the lights
'Cause I'm creeping
in your neighborhood, looking for a fight
If I see your kids walk by, and you ain't around
I'mma steal their lunch money, rough 'em up
And leave 'em crying on the ground

And I will skillfully replace 'em
with brand new ceramic ones that look real, real good
So that when they grow up
they'll look much smaller than they otherwise would
Yeah, you'll remember me
Yeah, you'll remember me by your kid's small front teeth
Baby teeth, baby teeth, baby teeth
baby teeth, baby teeth, baby teeth, baby teeth

A large head and set of baby teeth
That'll be a reminder not to fuck with me
Don't fuck with me
Yeah don't front if you can't bring the heat
And don't come crying back to me
When your kids grow up
and have the same size teeth
as they did when they were small
'Cause I'm hiding in the bushes at night
And then the time is just right
To jump out and perform extremely precise surgery

Baby teeth and a grown-up head
You shoulda listened to the things I said
Baby teeth and a grown-up head
Yeah you can take this as a threat, motherfucker

Baby teeth, baby teeth, baby teeth
baby teeth, baby teeth, baby teeth, baby teeth

Baby teeth, baby teeth, baby teeth
baby teeth, baby teeth, baby teeth, baby teeth

Baby teeth and a grown-up head
You shoulda listened to the things I said
Baby teeth and a grown-up head
You shoulda listened to the things I said
Baby teeth, baby teeth, baby teeth
baby teeth, baby teeth, baby teeth, baby teeth