Thought you were a problem Thought you were a problem Thought you were a problem And you're a stretcher case baby Say you could kiss like a dream Say
Suck Suck it up Suck it all Suck and let go Suck Suck it up Suck it all Suck and let go Suck Suck it all Suck it up Suck and let go Suck and let go
The tent so big, the tent so big The tent so big, the tent so big I see something in your pants that can't be real Don't hold back, baby, tell me what
Triple bypass at the double A Triple X, here it comes Make sure you can hear me before you speak up And then mothafuckas step up I like the innocent
Alright, all you men You boys, you guys Are you with peaches? Then gimme some of this Shake yer dix, shake yer dix Shake yer dix, shake yer dix Okay
I'm a street walking cheetah With a heart full of napalm I'm a runaway son Of the nuclear A-bomb I am the world's forgotten boy The one who searches
You know, I wanna tell you something I wanna tell you something, you know what? (I don't give a damn about reputation) I don't give a fuck I don't give
I see you sittin', stuffin' your face, why don't you stuff me up? I see you sittin', stuffin' your face, why don't you stuff me up? I see you sittin',
You've got them all by the balls Causin' waterfalls, stone walls, bar brawls Common stalls that cause 'em all To you they crawl, body sprawl Smokin'
Yeah, uhh, that's right Technically, biologically, physically, psychologically Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh
I, you, he together, come on, baby let's go I, you, she together, come on, baby let's go I, you, he together, come on, baby let's go I, you, she together
Can you cut the mustard to clear the custard you got a butter mouth butter cup buttered buns butter up black hankie straight shot no raincoat flame hot
I got to the Hilton full throttle, full on Choke the bottle and I take it strong Come a little closer, can you hear my thong? What's the matter boy, I
Yeah, yeah, yeah It seems to me so strange Check wallet for his name His face is in the muck I think his zipper's stuck He is perfect for me To practice
Suckin' on my titties like you wanted me Calling me, all the time like Blondie Check out my Chrissie behind, it's fine all of the time Like sex on the
HERB I was a fool to ever leave your side Me minus you is such a lonely ride The breakup we had has made me lonesome and sad I realize I love you 'cause
Don't lean on me too much You don't really know me yet I don't want you to fall over, you know? You think that it's a synch, to get up in my ginch And
You like it when I like you less No caress, just undress You like it when we play hard core The panty war, then you get pussy galore You like it when