Potent is the flow which is wicked sick So hos of those that pounce bounce slow on the dick Potent is the flow which is wicked sick So hos of those that
Bloodhounds shall cruise rendezvous Break curfew new trip ensues You never know Bloodhounds just go Pack backpack up for down the road No change of clothes
Coo Coo Ca Choo Baby You That's What You Are You Are A Hollywood Star You're The High Priestess By Far And You Know This Tune's For You We Call It Coo
I was lonelier than Kunta Kinte at a Merle Haggard concert That night I strolled on into Uncle Limpy's Hump Palace lookin' for love. It had been a while
Every time I think that I'm the only one who's lonely Someone calls on me And every now and then I spend my time at rhyme and verse And curse those faults
Ha-Ha! Well now we call this the act of mating But there are several other very important differences Between human beings and animals that you should
, the roof is on fire, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn, Burn motherfucker burn. Yo yo this hard-core ghetto gangster
Ahoy, sissy! Whatcha got in your mouth sissy?
If ya get your eyes a'fuzzin' then we'll get your ears a'buzzin' Cause we play around the world you play around with your cousin Bloodhound boys Bloodhound girls Bloodhound noise Bloodhound
Vulcanize the whoopee stick In the ham wallet Cattle prod the oyster ditch With the lap rocket Batter dip the cranny ax In the gut locker Retrofit
If your ass is a Chinese restaurant I'll have the poo-poo platter My friend Jerry Vandergrift kissed me in Home Ec. class Later in the afternoon some
Alright now boys and girls we've got another story for you now! We want to introduce to you another friend of the Bible! Hell yeah Hell yeah Hell yeah
This beat is my recital I think it's very vital To rock a rhyme That's right on time It's tricky tricky yo here we go It's tricky to rock a rhyme To
?? let's try again This time we're sloppy Like child birth! Where's my fucking bass guitar? Everybody Look Around Hear The Sound Something Specials
It always sucks refolding the kind of map Needed when i get stuck where the sun don't shine the fact Is if i just shut up my rubbered stamp could flag
I'm in the bathroom so this message is probably gonna sound like shit (Thanks to Fatzers for these lyrics)
You came twice last year like a Sears catalog, Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg, Well now you're seeing me but soon I'll have you
Step Back Cause The Bass Is Fuzzin' Bloodhound Gang Bangs More Than The Dirty Dozen Alley Oop Here Comes The Slam You Know Where I Stand I'm Feelin'
