Lyrics:

Well I shot some there, then I copped some beer And did a show up in West Bubblefuck somewhere Due to raps wider ratio, satellites to Nato Hillbilly draws flew on the stage like tomatoes Apparently more mack than I thought Unfortunately wife piece back in New York And I'm starvin Being human and open with A mad fine hillbilly woman was scoping Rick Thought entered how to lean and bent it Though I'm not gonna lie I was extremely tempted (To what, Rick?) To discharge in a sista Next thing in the dressing room, ''Pardon me, mister'' Yes, I said cautiously ''Crazy, but possibly you could sign your name on the back of these Dazy Duke shorts for me'' Try to resist, now girlfriend startin' it The pen won't write, ''You can press down hard on it'' - Now my hand browsing her South end Spun around about to shove my tongue in her mouth when Rring! - Loosen the grip my hell had My girl, she was talking so nice I felt bad Being untrue, no telling what it might do to her ''I love you'', forced to say I love you back too to her Any thought of getting pussy was doomed to:''You got a wife?'' And a verse we coming up soon to - Got off the phone, cock just got mute Don't get me wrong it's not like you're not cute (Uh-huh) I'm wrong for mistreating her, the wanting to skeeting her ''I understand, goodbye, it was real nice meetin' ya'' What an angel overcoming his wrongness The moral I am trying to get across in this song is If goodness is what you're filling your soul with And wanna find a woman you can chill and grow old with Who keeps no secret, like who they creep with Realise early it's a 2 way street, kid (Say what?) Goodness is what you're filling your soul with And