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