"Now the first drop of juice is there for her to see
Honey, that's when she backs off and just lick her teeth..."
Chorus:
(Sex style!) n***as want it free
They dogs drink my piss (Girls wanna see)
You want freestlye, that's right, the style is free
n***as s** my dick and they girls drink my pee
I'm on some S&M sh** you can't get with
Pull your panties down on stage and watch you sweat quick
s**ers back to pull they style is transs**ual
Lesbians dance with the funky heteros**ual
You on the mic, and when you rhyme I start to jerk off
Let my dog lick you German Shepherd want to bust off
I tear your legs and spot MC's having an*l s**
Step around like a Tampax, and step up next
I enter New York, no problem with my dick out
California p**no star, my a** you can lick out
Saying "What?" with s**m dripping down your partner's bu*t
I see MC's in my face with their a** up
Let me put my cape on, my rubber and my mask up
Not no horror-core sh**, this is p**no-core
I'm in the club naked man, I'm the f**ing pro
n***as can't wax no a**, girls should let them know
Chorus x3
Back I wreck sh**, so what n***a? I masturbate
See your girls' co*ked back, her legs tied like a figure eight
I'm on stage getting s**ed by Madonna
Sticking pipes in your a**, you stop the freestyle drama
I pioneered this sh**, you keep on s**ing dick
Your girl's in the crowd, hawking me for a naked flick
I got my silk underwear for the atmosphere
Piss in your face and urinate all in your hair
You name a group that's sh**, I will pooper-scoop
f** with this, miss, I will damage on the premises
n***as step back with Dax grease, watch their a** twist
I rhyme anywhere, golden showers up in Greek Alley
Movie star b**hes, MC's lining up in Cali
Drinking vodka, Absolut, sipping Tanqueray
Mc's jump off, I stung your rectum like a stingray
Girls heinie-wipe, MC's say my sh** is hype
Pussies collapse, I'd rather f** 'em with a cordless mic
Come ride the horse, pull your panties off and pay the cost
Chorus x2
"May they beat his balls with a ten-pound hammer
'til his a**hole whistle the Star-Spangled Banner."
Now the nurse is here, Dr. Butcher to your an*s
I don't care who your are, and if you think you're famous
You could be waxed, seventy-five f**ing rap groups
Bis**uals on stage eating Fruit Loops
Sugar Smacks, I got the rhythm for your a** cracks
Bring your girl, she fantasize in my s** world
Chorus x3