Lyrics:

you cant silly putty poler (moler?) in the pop
a player like plato
she gon say no
she like it hard
hard as a rock
hard as steel and still getting harder

cause shits got a heavy metal hard-on
pussy posse pumped to get the throb on
eardum bashin sounds come crashin down
from the dance band on the band stand
to the dance floor
encore
hard up for more


And when shes through
off with the dude she gave the back stage pass to
no itsy bitsy peewee penis type of (tiny?) pecker poker pusher ever penetrating that pussay
she like em hung
young
a yard
a ton (tounge?)
always giving five for a job well done

rock
we rockin up a rock star shit
you can miss her with the fig? in the funk? kinda popstar shit
she aint wit it

rockin you between a funk and a hard place
(if you could see the place is (????) the place you used to be placed????) (betwen the place you are and the place you wish to be placed?)
funk'em just to see the look on their face
left to right faced
about face
and etc.

-funk hump? chump? with a pump? thats hard to keep up with-
-rock hard-
-but it aint as hard as its gonna get-
-shit-

-put your foot on the rock-
-let me see what chu got-
-if its somethin hard-
-a few inches to a yard-