Lyrics:

Don't I know you from the bus My mom has that same dress Wanna see a trick I learned in prison? How much were your brests? Are you drunk or is that just a lazy eye? My tool needs a shead I'd like to park my corrective shoes Underneath your bed You think this is impressive now This coldsaws just getting started Mind if I hang out here Till its safe back where I farted 'Scuse me for interuppting And I'm not trying to make a pass But you must be leaving the country If your packing that much ass