Boing Boing

(Go slow, g-go slow)
(Go slow, g-go slow)
(Go slow, g-go slow)
(You got an awfully big cock)

Bitches get sprung when I walk by
I dunno if it's my ass, or maybe cause I talk fly
But no lie, as soon as I speak to 'em
They all want me to screw 'em
I introduce myself, and panties start falling
No dinner-dates, fuck stalling
Your girl, his wife, it don't matter
They all want this dick hole platter

It's dangerous for any chick on my arm (why?)
Other hoes wanna cause 'em bodily harm (oh!)
Maybe cause I wear my jeans so tight
But they all fight for the right to fuck me all night
These hoes wanna kiss any time, any place
And have clown paint smudged all on their face
They steal my number, catch me on the internet
And tell me all how they nedens are dripping wet

Bitches hang around my home like stray cats
Trying to catch a motherfucker shirtless
Could be my profile, or my haircut (what?)
But I turn sweetie boos into sluts
"I take it in the butt," is what the lady at the store said
Chick up at Walgreen's offering head
I'm like "woah," and I'm getting free food up at Subway
Every bitch and her mama love J

I can't help but spring these hoes
And they all wanna fuck me, they come to me (woo!)
And I'm quick to leave a bitch sprung (boing, boing)
And I'm quick to leave a bitch sprung (boing, boing)
I can't help but spring these hoes
And they all wanna fuck me, they come to me (woo!)
And I'm quick to leave a bitch sprung (boing, boing)
And I'm quick to leave a bitch sprung (boing, boing)

Your old lady's got eyes for me
And I know when you're fucking her, she cries for me
Female judges sentence me to dick time
I tell them all, make a single-file dick line
Ugly ducklings, and beautiful angels
They all dropping their thongs to they ankles
Maybe it's my cologne, RightGuard
I dunno, but for this dick, yo, they fighting hard

Hoes love throwing they panties at me
Poop-stains and all, my brain's in awe
Is it my swagger? Or is it my juice? Why?
They want a piece of this wang-nut pie
I could be itching my athlete's feet
And hoes be like, "Awww, that's so sweet!"
And everything translates to sex
Bitches begging me to flex my pecks

Slipping me their digits, turn around and goose me
Fighting off ten at a time, like fucking Jet Li
Shit's ridiculous, I'm like, "Slow down, I got plenty of pipe to go around"
Two are in the kitchen, three in the bathtub
I'm with somebody fat wife, makin' mad love
Real women of the worldwide Juggalos
You can ask my bitch, yo mama knows!

I can't help but spring these hoes
And they all wanna fuck me, they come to me (woo!)
And I'm quick to leave a bitch sprung (boing, boing)
And I'm quick to leave a bitch sprung (boing, boing)
I can't help but spring these hoes
And they all wanna fuck me, they come to me (woo!)
And I'm quick to leave a bitch sprung (boing, boing)
And I'm quick to leave a bitch sprung (boing, boing)

(Oh, it's been so cock-sucking long since I've-)
(Oh, it's been so cock-sucking long since I've-)
(Oh, it's been so cock-sucking long since I've tasted a big prick like yours)

(Oh, it's been so cock-sucking long since I've-)
(Oh, it's been so cock-sucking long since I've-)
(Oh, it's been so cock-sucking long since I've tasted a big prick like yours)

I can't help but spring these hoes
And they all wanna fuck me, they come to me (woo!)
And I'm quick to leave a bitch sprung (boing, boing)
And I'm quick to leave a bitch sprung (boing, boing)
I can't help but spring these hoes
And they all wanna fuck me, they come to me (woo!)
And I'm quick to leave a bitch sprung (boing, boing)
And I'm quick to leave a bitch sprung (boing, boing)

Man, fuck all fucking sprung ass hoes
Yo, this bitch ain't get no dick
Ham ain't get no dick
Fuckin', racist Buddha ain't get no dick
Fuck, I don't give a fuck who the fuck you are
Unless you are my dick, you ain't gettin' none
And fuck you too, bitch

Lou-Ann, get me another beer
I'm so sorry, Jack, but there ain't none left
Come here, Lou-Ann (What?)
Closer (What?) Come here! (What?)
What do you mean, there's no goddamn beer left?
Dammit, you been drinkin' my beers or something, woman?
No, Jack, honey, I swear it
And shut that fucking kid up before he gets another whoopin'

Hello?
This message is for you, Mister Jack Brunman
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You, Jack, are heading first class to Ash, Nevada
Ash, Nevada?
That's right, bitch, Ash, Nevada
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We can't give you all the details now, but we can tell you this
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Woohoo! I'm going to Ash, Nevada, bitch