Got an axe in the duffle bag, couple of f*** stuffed in the backseat muzzled and gagged,
Wrapped in bubble wrap, two l******s, a couple Hustler mags,
Now grab the Pez dispenser fill it up to the max with muscle relaxers,
The Governor of Alaska, she l*** when I ask her to shove my Pulaski sausage up in her a**, huh
While we hover over Nebraska, shooting at the f-cking buffalo pasture,
In the helicopter man I can"t f-ck her no faster,
She screaming grab my t******, 'Shady suck on those b******s',
But I ain"t no sucka, I won"t snuggle up with her after,
I"m a gigolo, but y"all look like the Juggalo rapper,
Everyday man, I just seem to get a little bit doper,
Sh-t, back down, man I"d rather lick on a s******,
And eat the f****** Octo moms p**** lips with some okra,
While I watch Whoopi Goldberg scissor with Oprah, while Rosie p**** farts and takes a p*** on the sofa,
Get a b**** and play di-k swords with the Jonas,
Brothers, your mother f-cking mothers aromas,
Like no other, I keep thinking of her smothered in somas.
Its chemical warfare, drops bombs like Saddam,
I"m bringing the drama, like barrack Obama,
Playing rock em" sock em" robots with the octo moma,
I vato loco homie, I c*** those lama"s for chemical warfare.
Wrapped in bubble wrap, two l******s, a couple Hustler mags,
Now grab the Pez dispenser fill it up to the max with muscle relaxers,
The Governor of Alaska, she l*** when I ask her to shove my Pulaski sausage up in her a**, huh
While we hover over Nebraska, shooting at the f-cking buffalo pasture,
In the helicopter man I can"t f-ck her no faster,
She screaming grab my t******, 'Shady suck on those b******s',
But I ain"t no sucka, I won"t snuggle up with her after,
I"m a gigolo, but y"all look like the Juggalo rapper,
Everyday man, I just seem to get a little bit doper,
Sh-t, back down, man I"d rather lick on a s******,
And eat the f****** Octo moms p**** lips with some okra,
While I watch Whoopi Goldberg scissor with Oprah, while Rosie p**** farts and takes a p*** on the sofa,
Get a b**** and play di-k swords with the Jonas,
Brothers, your mother f-cking mothers aromas,
Like no other, I keep thinking of her smothered in somas.
Its chemical warfare, drops bombs like Saddam,
I"m bringing the drama, like barrack Obama,
Playing rock em" sock em" robots with the octo moma,
I vato loco homie, I c*** those lama"s for chemical warfare.