Tribe 8 - Frat Pig lyrics

Did it in the name of male bonding Did it in the name of fraternity You say you just won a game of hockey You were dealing with some left over energy Frat Pig It's called gang rape Let's play Gang castrate You say she was a s*ut She wanted group s** She gave the quarterback head last week She wore tight shirts She had big tits At the frat barbeque you served her up some meat Frat Pig It's called gang rape Let's play Gang castrate Your brothers are lovers More than friends You wanna touch them You wanna hold them But you can't So you make her the catalyst Vicarious object of your h*moerotic fantasy Cut it out, cut it off! "Hey dog, c'mere boy, come here I got something for you You know what I'm saying? You know you want it Yeah Big, sharp, shiny, just like you like it Come on We got something for you baby, come on baby" Castrate Frat pigs Castrate Frat pigs She wrote your name on the bathroom wall It's gonna be hard for you to find a date now Me and my posse, roaming the halls Gonna play a little game called gang castrate Frat Pig It's called gang rape Let's play Gang castrate