Howdy there, f*ggots!
It's me, Toby Queef
Everybody wanna hear a story?
Grab your fifth of Beethoven
Or yer moonshine with a little bit o' eggnog in there for good luck
And listen up
The following was all said by Jesus Christ at some point:
I was drivin' down the street
When the police came to me
And they pulled to me to the curb
And said "Can I see ID?"
And I said, No, Sir, f** you
Your probably a Jew
So deck the halls and s** my balls
Let's a smoke a blunt or two
Orrr, you could...
s** my balls
s** my balls
Police all to have AIDS (Hey)
Got 'em one day from a bathhouse gang
In Southeastern LA (Yay)
s** my balls
s** my Balls
Police all have AIDS (Hey)
So I hit the gas, and I crushed his a**
And then I got away
So I drove down to the park
To hunt right after dark
And I saw some hippies dancin'
So I shot one in the heart
And his friend said
"Oh sh**, you f**in' k**ed him, man!"
Then I made him eat his frisbee, and he thre up in his hand
And I made him...
s** my balls
s** my balls
Hippies all have AIDS (Hey)
Got 'em one time from the bu*t s** vine on a vacation in Spain (Hey)
s** my balls
s** my balls
Hippies all have AIDS (Hey)
They smoke their crack, and shoot their smack, and smell like sh** all day
Went to the tittie bar
'Cause it wasn't too far
Saw a big tittie b**h with a bush so big, one day she'll be a star
She likes Twinkies in her G-String
Or maybe a Hershey bar
Tonight, we gon' cow tippin' in the f**in' tittie bar (Yeehaa)
s** my balls
s** my balls
Fat b**hes love cake
I love to f** fat b**hes, like Catholics like to rape (Hey)
s** my balls
s** my balls
Fat b**hes love cake
And if you stole this album, Rucka thinks your f**ing gay
WHITE POWDER!
Powder? You know, c**aine?
YEE-HAW!