8-Bit - Jerry Juice lyrics

Shake your body as you move across the dance floor I'm hot and bothered while you're shakin' on your groove thang Your Jerry-curl juice is making me slip and slide I did the hustle and I almost took a dive Jerry juice, Jerry juice Jerry juice, Jerry juice On the dance floor Jerry juice, Jerry juice Jerry juice, Jerry juice On the dance floor You take me home and you're looking to make a score You left the grease on the handle of my door Just wait a minute 'til I get out the plastic sheets And use the oil of your head to cook something to eat Jerry juice, Jerry juice Jerry juice, Jerry juice In the bedroom Jerry juice, Jerry juice Jerry juice, Jerry juice Woke up this afternoon with morning wood Put on my leopard thong 'cause I thought I should By the time this night's over, I'll bag a ho or six And bring 'em back to my pad and give 'em a fat dick Doin' the nasty in my leather hot suit Hoes say I look cute But if they knew me, they'd puke 'Cause I'm a dirty old man Of the slimeball type I feed them all kind of lies About how I'm Mr. Right, b**h So now if I dump this mirror, I'm gettin' all fixed up Fresh can of Afro Sheen gettin' my a** lubed up And a jar of vaseline in a great big tub Puttin' chalk on my teeth and ain't wearin' a rubber She thinks I'm the love of her life, what she wants, cause She'll never remember how long my shlong was 'Cause roofies be coatin' the inner rim of her wine gla** I thought I had it made until she turned to kick my a** Jerry juice, Jerry juice... [Oh hell no! You be coming up to me with yo greasy a** hair all up in my grill! sh**, who the heck do you think you are?! sh**, you all f**in' jockin' my a** and sh**! There ain't no way you gonna get in my pants with your greasy a** do I wouldn't even go out with you if you drove a Bentley! You know what I'm sayin'? Hell naw!] Jerry juice, Jerry juice...