Yeah, one of 'em Yeah, one of them breezy motherfuckers
Nigger, what you lookin' for Oh it, stop Motherfucker didn't even have the on You, you
song is called This song is called skin, hit me It's dedicated to my wife Her is, oh Lord, Cloreen just fat, hit me
Too nasty, I said now big you You bacon fat but you know where it's at I wish you was thin, Cloreen skin
Brotch, you can't fuck that, look out And the band And out, said a minute, I said
Bacon skin, hit me, touch noth Don't you touch snare or You tap, good God
I wanna sing to this I said baby, a minute we're all alone We try to make
call you on the phone I don't what his name is But I know, I know this is But that, that's real, baby, you my Cloreen bacon skin, wait a
Oh, God, I said a minute Oh, the band said Nice and breezy, nice and breezy, come on, I
more on the one, come on And the band alright That's
You old motherfucker, you a citizen, look out You can't fuck me drive you to the ground Okay Jerome, open the hat, here we go
Rumbling, rumbling, yes Keep that pocket, don't get excited, on Yeah, on, said splash God
Everybody say, bacon skin say You can't fuck that Eruption in your
I'm to sexy, I'm to sexy, one in the place, good God I'm sexy, love right down to my feet, good Lord And I'm sexy, good God, the bacon meat Pork meat, close the high hat up, on say
I can smell shit, that's nasty, to nasty Y'all let me go, out God, nasty bass Good mutha, eruption in your God, look out said
Cloreen, I got for ya the matter, don't you like me? Am I to Splash, oh shit, oh
I can't stand it, I can't it Now when I look in the And I see this face, good God I wanna run, I wanna run over to your place, yes
I wanna see, God, someone that's uglier than um, um I said, I said uglier me Uglier me Cloreen skin
Nice and breezy, out now I said fellas, the word? I said fellas, what's the out
Bacon skin, on, splash What you go'n do that? Everybody, everybody come on, Everybody come on,
We gonna put no more instruments on this me and bacon skin Alright, Cloreen's brother for my drummer, look out Oh shit, my hat done off
Oh, gonna see my bald spot God, I don't care I got skin Bacon on my plate, good God
I to love ya Cloreen, why you wanna make me I wanna get sexy, I Oh Lord, I said, I get sexy Cloreen, come on, get down, come on,
on, good God Cloreen's brother Alfred, Alfred, I you to talk to me son, come on Alfred,
Come on, Alfred, to me now I I got to hear you say, say Alfred I can't hear ya, come on, to me now Alfred, on, talk to me now
Come on, skin Alfred, do you hear me to ya? Alfred, don't, don't me Say nigger, say
Talk to me, come on, on, talk What cha need, what cha You wanna, you open your hat? You open your hat? Well open it up, come on, get down, yes, on
The volcano erupt in your face, God Oh Lord, old Alfred, talk to me Alfred, on Oh Lord, I can't it
to me Alfred, come on There you go, come on, Everybody come on and dance, good God
Come on, dance Alfred, come on and I can't it, I can't stand it, oh dance
Oh Alfred, jump up on the bell, on, let's go, good God Good God, oh Old motherfucker say, I say
We take it home, yes we is Rumbling, out You can't with that shit, yes Turn it up one time, on, I said dance, shit, oh Lord
Look out, I'm outta phase, I can't it I said, uh I wanna see some of the Bacon Cloreen,
You can't fuck with that, talk to me Alfred, on And the say Oh shit, Well, where the hand at?
Good God, We done burn the house Burn it down, burn it down, on, come on Say
We burn the house down, we got to go We burn it down, we got to go cha can you say after that? Sexy, on, come on, everybody get sexy
Cloreen, I wanna to ya Cloreen, oh Cloreen, you're the ugliest that I've ever seen I'm not
Baby, there's one The Lord and that's the truth And baby, you one motherfucker I'm not to ya
You know the Lord the truth, don't ya? Well, why the hell can't you take a bacon skin Nice and
We don't need no 2 funky in Get Everybody get
Yes, old This ain't goin' no place 'Cuz it's old, it's old and Cloreen, bacon
on the floor tom one time, come on, yes We go'n wanna go to the jungle one We gonna go to the jungle, God Go to the jungle one time, God, said And the band say one
Good God, band Blisters, I got blisters, good God All my brothers and sisters, God Skin, good God Everybody on
Everybody, bacon Alfred, we got to get the outta here Oh go over, yo, let's, let's Is this where you live Is where you live?
Oh shit, this a nasty place, is nasty This is nasty, Mmm, I like it, I it
We, we stay here, we got to go We got to go Oh shit, to funky, We got to go You got any old James Brown Huh? Good God, everybody,
Come on Alfred, your shit We got to get the hell outta Open the hat one time, put on hat, come on Yes, oh Put on hat, good God
Oh Lord, jump up on the bell on, get your coat, yes That's a nice coat How you pay for that?
That much, Yeah, I like it You're I like it, huh? Yes, oh shit, I said, oh Put on your Alfred, let's go, ahh