Lirik

This song goes out to our neighbor Who we hate Because they had our RV towed (You tell, em moran) We hate you and we wrote This song for you (You suck) X2 My puss look so fantastic Your puss smell like burnt plastic My puss like it nice and rough Your puss got some bad dandruff My puss is so fine that I flaunt it Your puss is so old that its haunted My puss make everybody horny Your puss look like Barney My puss won 15 Tonys Your puss hang down to your knees My puss be pretty if it showed Your puss gots its own zip code My puss won the fifa world cup Your puss makes me sneeze and throw up My puss is soft like velvet Your puss dead like Elvis My peach, my clam, my poukie Everybody wanna get their hands on my tookie Don't wanna a rookie (NO) Getting' all nervous I just wanna pro (PRO) who can give me lip service My peach, my clam, my poukie Everybody wanna get their hands on my tookie Don't wanna a rookie (NO) Getting' all nervous I just wanna pro (PRO) who can give me lip service You suck (suck suck suck suck) My puss is the best on the block Your puss invaded Iraq My puss, give a shout out Your puss a rollin' black out My puss go straight for the jugular Your puss get uglier and uglier My puss, filet mignon Your puss, a double coupon My puss is keeping it real Your puss invented the wheel My puss, angelic, got a halo Your puss so hairy got an afro My puss is decked out in jewels Your puss run on fossil fuels My puss, lesbian fantasia Your puss need euthanasia My puss fly first class You puss just look like your ass My puss will go down in history Your puss need to rinse with Listerine My peach, my clam, my poukie Everybody wanna get their hands on my tookie Don't wanna a rookie (NO) Getting' all nervous I just wanna pro (PRO) who can give me lip service My peach, my clam, my poukie Everybody wanna get their hands on my tookie Don't wanna a rookie (NO) Getting' all nervous I just wanna pro (PRO) who can give me lip service My peach, my clam, my poukie Everybody wanna get their hands on my tookie Don't wanna a rookie (NO) Getting' all nervous I just wanna pro (PRO) who can give me lip service My peach, my clam, my poukie Everybody wanna get their hands on my tookie Don't wanna a rookie (NO) Getting' all nervous I just wanna pro (PRO) who can give me lip service Why did you have to have our RV towed Whats wrong with you You dont own the street You dont own the whole street If you own the only street Why dont you move and buy a street I am perfectly happy to move but you just have to tell me (Why dont you tell me i live next door) Follow me on instagram
Writer(s): Yeshe Paljor Perl, Simon Rex, Armen Melick, Kurt Hall, Margaret Cho, Diana Yanez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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