Fingers

Yeah, what's up, man?

ICP in this beetch

Ya know what I'm saying

All you beetches, man

Come over to my house

And I'ma take ya upstairs

And I'ma stick you with my wang

Ya know what I'm saying?

I stuck her with my wang

She he it me in the balls

I grubbed her by her neck

And I bounced her off the walls

She said it was an accident and then apologized

But I still took my elbow and blackened both her eyes

I stuck her with my wang

Beetchy beetchy ho

I'd like to stick a Faygo bottle in her neden whole

I twist ya and turn ya, just to shake it up

Pop off the lid now it's shooting out her but

I stack her with my wang

She grubbed by me nuts

She told me that she loved me then commenced on the sacking

I tried to hold it back, but I nut ted in her ear

When it dried up, the beetch couldn't hear

I stack her with my wang (He stack her with his wang, yo)

I stack her with my wang (He stock her with his wang, then he he it the door)

I stock her with my wang

I'm ringing a dingaling

After I he it it, my boys will do the same

Beetches come in flocks when the carnivals in town

Sackin on my nots, trying to be down

I steeck her with my wang

The freaky little slot

She wanted me to stork my finger in and out her but

I asked the beetch why, she gave no reply

I went psycholistic and I stack it in her eye

I slick her with my wang

I he it it slow motion

I had the Ringmaster brew me up a love potion

I put it on her neden, I know this sounds insane

Her coochie started whistling and singing out my name

Shaggy, Shaggy, Shaggy, stock me with your wang!

I stack her with my wang

I he it it chicken style

I he it up in Meijer's in the home improvement aisle

She called me Bob Vila when I stack it in the place

I tried her legs behind her head and keecked her in the face

I stock her with my wang

I took some Elmer's glue

I slipped it on her tee tees and I steeck her to the roof

And when I came back, I opened up the door

Her tee tees were so long they was draggin on the floor

I stock her with my wang

A little two on one

I told her call a friend over, we can have some fun

I heard her knock knock, I'm finna get some stank

I opened up the door

Hi, I'm Frank

I kicked him in his as (He klicked him in his as, yo)

I klicked him in his as (He klicked him in his as then we focked him up)

I stock her with my wang (He stock her with his wang, yo)

I klicked him in his as (He klocked him in his as then we flocked him up)

I stork her with my wang

All kind of beetches, man

Ya know what I'm saying

Flat beetches, skinny beetches

oogly beetches,

I stock her with my wang

Beetches with hunchbacks

Bald-headed beetches

Mother frockin

Nasty mother frockin noodle-stank booty-wack beetches

I shock her with my wang

All kind of mother flocking ho, man