Cameltoe
Mmhmm, That's right, Uh huh, Uh huh
Mmhmm, That's right, Uh huh, Uh huh
Mmhmm, That's right, Uh huh, Uh huh
Mmhmm, That's right, Uh huh, Uh huh
Walking down the street, something caught my eye,
A growing epidemic, that really ain't fly.
This middle aged lady, I gotta be blunt,
Her spandex biker shorts were creeping up the front.
I could see her uterus. Her pants was too tight.
She mustn't own panties, there were none in sight.
She walked right by, the poor woman didn't know,
She had a frontal wedgie, a Cameltoe.
Mmhmm, That's right, Uh huh, Oh No!
Fix yourself girl, you got a cameltoe.
Mmhmm, That's right, Uh huh, Oh No!
Fix yourself girl, you got a cameltoe.
Girl that gotta hurt, take some time and adjust.
Can't you see people staring, and making a fuss?
Could not believe my eyes, had to take a second glance.
Is your crotch hungry girl? Cuz it's eating your pants.
So you enjoy the commotion and attention it brings.
The only lips I wanna see are the ones that sing.
And public put it on an x-rated show,
Grossing people out with your cameltoe.
Mmhmm, That's right, Uh huh, Oh No!
Fix yourself girl, you got a cameltoe.
Mmhmm, That's right, Uh huh, Oh No!
Fix yourself girl, you got a cameltoe.
First something, by the looks of things
These girls have forgotten how to dress.
A little too quick wearing pull from the shorts
And it's causing me much distress.
(Whomp there it is all right) in the front.
Everybody come get a good look
I could see everything through the panty cling
Every cranny and every nook.
Better something before you step out side.
Check your area that's pubic.
Or you'll get your panties all up in a bunch
All twisted up like Rubik.
Take words of advice, it's not very nice,
Gunna put you all in the know.
Girls don't sleep don't let your pants creep,
Watch out for the camel toe.
Mmhmm, That's right, Uh huh, Oh No!
Fix yourself girl, you got a cameltoe.
Mmhmm, That's right, Uh huh, Oh No!
Fix yourself girl, you got a cameltoe.
Pick it out, Pick it out
Pick it out, Pick it out
Pick it out, Pick it out
Pick it out, Pick it out
Mmhmm, That's right, Uh huh, Uh huh
Mmhmm, That's right, Uh huh, Uh huh
Mmhmm, That's right, Uh huh, Uh huh
Walking down the street, something caught my eye,
A growing epidemic, that really ain't fly.
This middle aged lady, I gotta be blunt,
Her spandex biker shorts were creeping up the front.
I could see her uterus. Her pants was too tight.
She mustn't own panties, there were none in sight.
She walked right by, the poor woman didn't know,
She had a frontal wedgie, a Cameltoe.
Mmhmm, That's right, Uh huh, Oh No!
Fix yourself girl, you got a cameltoe.
Mmhmm, That's right, Uh huh, Oh No!
Fix yourself girl, you got a cameltoe.
Girl that gotta hurt, take some time and adjust.
Can't you see people staring, and making a fuss?
Could not believe my eyes, had to take a second glance.
Is your crotch hungry girl? Cuz it's eating your pants.
So you enjoy the commotion and attention it brings.
The only lips I wanna see are the ones that sing.
And public put it on an x-rated show,
Grossing people out with your cameltoe.
Mmhmm, That's right, Uh huh, Oh No!
Fix yourself girl, you got a cameltoe.
Mmhmm, That's right, Uh huh, Oh No!
Fix yourself girl, you got a cameltoe.
First something, by the looks of things
These girls have forgotten how to dress.
A little too quick wearing pull from the shorts
And it's causing me much distress.
(Whomp there it is all right) in the front.
Everybody come get a good look
I could see everything through the panty cling
Every cranny and every nook.
Better something before you step out side.
Check your area that's pubic.
Or you'll get your panties all up in a bunch
All twisted up like Rubik.
Take words of advice, it's not very nice,
Gunna put you all in the know.
Girls don't sleep don't let your pants creep,
Watch out for the camel toe.
Mmhmm, That's right, Uh huh, Oh No!
Fix yourself girl, you got a cameltoe.
Mmhmm, That's right, Uh huh, Oh No!
Fix yourself girl, you got a cameltoe.
Pick it out, Pick it out
Pick it out, Pick it out
Pick it out, Pick it out
Pick it out, Pick it out
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Writer(s): Keith Grady, Matt Goias
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