Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bizarre , by - Ultra. Release date: 31.12.2000
Song language: English
Bizarre |
| Damn man, yo Keith |
| I can’t believe you got me in some fuckin zoo man |
| We coulda got with some bitches, whassup? |
| I know, but fuck that |
| Check out, these animals are beautiful, relax! |
| Man we coulda got with some bitches |
| And you got me in the fuckin zoo? |
| Look at the giraffe, she has a pretty ass |
| What? |
| The giraffe! |
| Aw man, you — you like animals now motherfucker? |
| C’mon man, I’m just spendin time with the animals |
| Aw man, you know youse a bizarre nigga |
| Hey baby, yeah who dyed your hair blonde? |
| I like the streaks |
| Oh, I like the way your butt look |
| Uhh, now why don’t you change in the bathroom |
| I’mma look through the peephole, peek-a-boo! |
| Yeah — it’s that kinky |
| I used to grab honies by they neck, piss on they eyebrows |
| Open they rectum to throw the bombs down they asshole |
| BOOM! |
| I blew them panties out the room |
| Emergency, emergency, it’s a urgency |
| Her asshole out of order, her stomach ain’t workin B |
| The doctor there with penicillin for her butthead |
| Operation attack, wires hooked on the booty |
| With three lights and rubber gloves tryin to find the coochie |
| Her legs were splattered, flyin on the fuckin camcorder |
| I heard the big explosion loud on the tape recorder |
| I was experimentin, fuckin with a new invention |
| I got nervous and called back the escort service |
| I wind up jerkin off |
| + (Kool Keith) |
| Slow down, one second |
| Excuse me miss, I can’t believe I’m about to leave this |
| (Look in the mirror) Psycho melodic you jump on my tip |
| (You got the Vaseline?) Takin me there, with just one kiss |
| (Alcohol, my sores, Listerine pouring down my eye) |
| And you know |
| I used to mix soda pops and alcohol with cough drops |
| Then rub they knee caps and smear they face with Sugar Smacks |
| Open they butts and pour ammonia down they pussy cracks |
| Then fight they fire, pull they hair apart with metal pliers |
| Fuck them with two stiff drinks, up on the kitchen sinks |
| Make them pour Ajax, lick Comet off my nutsac |
| Hold me tight with baseball gloves, crank the purple light |
| I used to masturbate to tapes, «Planet of the Apes» |
| I like Zera, I always wanted to fuck her, get near her |
| And tell Cornelius get back and let her feel this |
| I’m on some groove shit, not generic new improved shit |
| With swimmin trunks in bed, my black shoes painted red |
| Some hoes are rookies, my sheets filled with oatmeal cookies |
| Can you put more Oreos in the bed? |
| + (Kool Keith) |
| Slow down, one second (more milk, in the pillow) |
| Excuse me miss, I can’t believe I’m about to leave this |
| (The goodness) Psycho melodic you jump on my tip |
| (Grease, from the kitchen) Takin me there, with just one kiss |
| (Crisco, is what we need) |
| And you know, yeah |
| Can you bring that gorilla over here |
| She looks so good |
| I want a female giraffe, with extensions, and loooong boots |
| Look at the ass on that animal |
| I love, to make love, to little babboons |
| That is one of my favorite fetishes |
| And lick that alligator |