Sage Francis - Respect the Broccoli Cock lyrics

I've got broccoli co*k How many vegetarian women are in the house And would like to stuff their mouth with my chlorophyll? I gets more than ill I left heads for d**hs beds with my morbid sk** And I've got who*es to k**, excluding Lauryn Hill Lauryn Hill's pretty and her voice rules And she sings other people's songs so well Kiss but don't tell and if you ever do That'll be the last time i take you to the heavy petting zoo We can dry hump until the cows come home Round up the cattle while I treat my rug burned Cauliflower love burns, son ya heard? It branches out in every which way And lubrication comes from what your lips spray Some what that kid say, what I said yo My b**hes got mad flavor [*slurp*] heavy flow Mentally I'm busting more cherries than that kid named Telly I'm friendly like Casper after I take advantage and vanish I'd ask you your name but I couldn't care less I'm just wondering if those are real breasts So now I'm checking out your headlights, you ran the red light, special Squeezing my head tight Pressed right into your out-of-proportion chest All right, they're mad fake Now I'm just concerned with whether or not they can lactate, no? Turn around and make that a** shake, ho For false advertising, wasn't that surprising? I mean with all that experience You still don't know how to work around your periods Get a calendar and stop prostituting your love notes from J.D. Salinger Don't make me get mad at ya, I've got nothing but love for ya I've got nothing but love, for dumb s*uts Hike up your skirt a little more Why even bother wearing a shirt if it's so small, who*e Show off your navel with some ornaments You won all events in the who*e tournaments Congratulations, gold medal finalist I don't mind your mindlessness It's the only reason I exist Timeless mind, ageless body, hardly, Sage's hobby, probably Speaking male chauvinist pig latin to some outrageous hotty, naughty Do I make you horny baby, do I? Didn't think so, drink slow and I'll be more fly You can judge a harlot by the thickness of her beer goggles Turning the most repulsive weird co*k pools into Calvin Klein underwear models Convenient isn't it, I'm not lenient when I'm ripping it Nor am I as obedient, barefoot pregnant in the kitchen sh** But what's the ingredient when b**hes strip, I'm just not seeing it It's not intricate, they need to think of it I mean I'm s**ually frustrated, that's where all this hate is coming from Sage Francis, Non-Prophets and I'm still not a done... done... done... done... done...