Music Video

My Balls
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Snot
Snot
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lynn Strait
Lynn Strait
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
T-Ray
T-Ray
Producer
Phil Nicolo
Phil Nicolo
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

My balls your chin Brow! Well it's a bad scene I guess I never understand 'Cause I'm just a man doin' the best I can I separate the truth from your bullshit Don't try and give me them lines I ain't hearing it Tryin' to say you're my man But when the backs are turned You have another plan Who listens to this girl But you don't talk so loud 'Cause you know this thoughts not allowed I know you're all the same And you're so fuckin' lame And we're not gonna play those games ho Where do I begin? You know you just can't win Only when you have my balls on your chin My balls Your chin My balls I wanna put em' on Your chin My balls Your chin And you lick and you suck you suck on My balls I wanna put em' on Your chin Well I don't know Whether the lights still glow Pack your bags and just hit the road 'Cause you don't face it 'Cause we just don't quit Don't want no lies Because you see your so full of shit I see you're envious Because you can't play with us And you're bitchin' those nuts She's a fuckin' ho And we know how it goes You come back and it Once or twice who knows I know you're all the same And you're all so goddamn lame And we ain't gonna play those games ho Where do I begin? You know you just can't win Only when you have my balls on your chin My balls Your chin My balls I wanna put em' on Your chin My balls Your chin And you lick and you suck you suck on My balls I wanna put em' on Your chin Well when we look back And wave goodbye to this town Thou in a second you won't see my man around I'm movin' on and up But some female fool is tryin' to hold us back (Da, du, be, bu, bo, bo) Snatch on my jock think I'm all that And there till my gig is past huh Sonny is that you, and all that shit you do No one can ever lose ('Cause we're the Snot Crew) I know you're all the same And you're all so goddamn lame And we ain't gonna play those games ho Where do I begin You know you just can't win Only when you have my balls on your chin My balls Your chin My balls I wanna put em' on Your chin My balls Your chin And you lick and you suck you suck on My balls I wanna put em' on Your chin Leave me some thing fucked up My balls Your chin My balls Your chin My balls Your chin And you lick and you suck you suck on My balls I wanna put them on Your chin
Writer(s): James Lynn Strait, Michael Tristram Doling, John L. Fahnestock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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