Lucy Lunchmeat
She's a funky little girl, she'll rock your world
If you can make it past the smell that makes you hurl
A hint of sanitation, rotten vegetation
To throw a monkey wrench into the situation
You take a sniff and cop a whiff, but something's wrong
Don't try to hit it and forget it just be gone
Don't hit the skins or any sexual act
Unless you want the pubic enemy invadin' your sack
She looks good, but smells bad and that's an actual shame
The word is prostitution that's the name of the game
She tames lames cause this dame is insane & I ain't kiddin'
It ain't no hobby cuz she do it for a livin'
Think you're man enough? Well think again Holmes, I hope you're tracking
Didn't even flinch with the release of the Kraken
While you're trippin down the rabbit hole prepare to make a scene
Cuz your face is turning seven shades of blue-green cuz she's...
Lucy Lucy... Lunchmeat
Lucy Lucy... Smell like sanitation
Lucy Lucy... (Would you fuck me?) Lunchmeat (I'd fuck me)
Lucy Lucy... Smell like sanitation
She's a tricky little tramp, who likes to vamp
She'll try to make you lick the puddy like a stamp
Better get a clothespin, don't know where that ho's been
Nauseated falling in a tailspin
She'll take your grip and spend it quick, you better sock it
She'll steal the money clip from right out of your pocket
You're better off to leave that hooker alone
Unless you wanna go home smelling like some booty cologne
Wake up to shake up and feel the stain of a roofie
Your legs are kinda wobbly, your head's feeling loopy
She took crooks on the strength of her looks, oh what a pity
How could she smell so bad and yet be so damn pretty
Wanna have yourself a good time? What was you thinking
Didn't even question how the booty was stinking
If you're gonna pay to lay with strays prepare to get fleas
That's why your face is turning seven shades of blue-green cuz she's...
Lucy Lucy... Lunchmeat
Lucy Lucy... Smell like sanitation
Lucy Lucy... (Would you fuck me?) Lunchmeat (I'd fuck me)
Lucy Lucy... Smell like sanitation
Lucy Lucy... (Would you fuck me?) Lunchmeat (I'd fuck me)
Lucy Lucy... Smell like sanitation
Lucy Lucy... (Would you fuck me?) Lunchmeat (I'd fuck me)
Lucy Lucy... Smell like sanitation
Lucy Lucy... (Would you fuck me?) Lunchmeat (I'd fuck me)
Lucy Lucy... Smell like sanitation
Lucy Lucy... (Would you fuck me?) Lunchmeat (I'd fuck me)
Lucy Lucy... Smell like sanitation
Would you fuck me? I'd fuck me
If you can make it past the smell that makes you hurl
A hint of sanitation, rotten vegetation
To throw a monkey wrench into the situation
You take a sniff and cop a whiff, but something's wrong
Don't try to hit it and forget it just be gone
Don't hit the skins or any sexual act
Unless you want the pubic enemy invadin' your sack
She looks good, but smells bad and that's an actual shame
The word is prostitution that's the name of the game
She tames lames cause this dame is insane & I ain't kiddin'
It ain't no hobby cuz she do it for a livin'
Think you're man enough? Well think again Holmes, I hope you're tracking
Didn't even flinch with the release of the Kraken
While you're trippin down the rabbit hole prepare to make a scene
Cuz your face is turning seven shades of blue-green cuz she's...
Lucy Lucy... Lunchmeat
Lucy Lucy... Smell like sanitation
Lucy Lucy... (Would you fuck me?) Lunchmeat (I'd fuck me)
Lucy Lucy... Smell like sanitation
She's a tricky little tramp, who likes to vamp
She'll try to make you lick the puddy like a stamp
Better get a clothespin, don't know where that ho's been
Nauseated falling in a tailspin
She'll take your grip and spend it quick, you better sock it
She'll steal the money clip from right out of your pocket
You're better off to leave that hooker alone
Unless you wanna go home smelling like some booty cologne
Wake up to shake up and feel the stain of a roofie
Your legs are kinda wobbly, your head's feeling loopy
She took crooks on the strength of her looks, oh what a pity
How could she smell so bad and yet be so damn pretty
Wanna have yourself a good time? What was you thinking
Didn't even question how the booty was stinking
If you're gonna pay to lay with strays prepare to get fleas
That's why your face is turning seven shades of blue-green cuz she's...
Lucy Lucy... Lunchmeat
Lucy Lucy... Smell like sanitation
Lucy Lucy... (Would you fuck me?) Lunchmeat (I'd fuck me)
Lucy Lucy... Smell like sanitation
Lucy Lucy... (Would you fuck me?) Lunchmeat (I'd fuck me)
Lucy Lucy... Smell like sanitation
Lucy Lucy... (Would you fuck me?) Lunchmeat (I'd fuck me)
Lucy Lucy... Smell like sanitation
Lucy Lucy... (Would you fuck me?) Lunchmeat (I'd fuck me)
Lucy Lucy... Smell like sanitation
Lucy Lucy... (Would you fuck me?) Lunchmeat (I'd fuck me)
Lucy Lucy... Smell like sanitation
Would you fuck me? I'd fuck me
Credits
Writer(s): William Edward Taylor, Jason Centers, Patrick James Stanfield
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