Lyrics:
Taiysha, I'm gonna nut
I'll be the Jockstrap Zac to your Taiysha
But I need Noah and Ben cuz I'm a player
Hear you pull from a posh from ten yards
and I'm one of 'em
Pop that pink jockstrap like bubblegum
Good Gracious, Bodacious, got the bubble butt
(We should fuck)
'Cuz you rock that Singlet, you're
the boulevard
And now these ho's all up on my jockstrap I shed 'em often
(I shed 'em often)
O's in my fucking bankroll bitch I stay flossing
Never moved an inch
Jockstrap, you rap, G-string, I sing
Jockstrap, you rap, G-string, I sing
Step right up, place your bet
Steeplechase, notice me
I need skin for
( I can handle it)
Lets fuck good till we climax
Swerve Swerve Swerve Swerve
From the back now ass clap
Yes
Golden arch in that jockstrap
Pussy Good
the revolution, boys,if your insults make me sick
You've had your final warning cos we've all run out of time
Better get a lead-lined jockstrap of the very best
She'd wash all her team mates uniforms
Tucked everybody in in the football dorms
Cooked the game meal, said the Lord's prayer
You're missing a jockstrap
She want me to pop that
Ain’t no other dude she say can top that I’m a real one
Hold shit down
Like jockstrap
Man I’m ready to go
I been making hits
pretend you ever mattered to me
I don’t really, pay attention to anything that you doin'
So best get up off my jock-strap before I leave you ruined,
this darkest hour.
FATHER BILL:
Chapstick?
UNCLE WALTER:
...the fahjah queried, rummaging deep into his nearly empty jockstrap and emerging with his
jockstrap
And filled my toothpaste tube up glue
All those wedgies he gave
All those shoestrings he tied
All those brownies he made with the Ex-Lax
slightly discoloured (in neat little rows)
Sporting canvas frills.
With their jock-straps pinching, they slouch to attention,
While queueing for sarnies
since the other 90's was better suited for that biz
Back when Dick was fuckin' Liz
Before soda pop had fizz
Don't blame it on a jockstrap full
mouthwash, g
Your mouth smells like my jockstrap, see-
A-you-S-E, you're rhyme didn't mean
?D-O-D-D?, junior Moe Dee
Stop biting, chewing, swallowing
Who in
discoloured
(in neat little rows) sporting canvas frills.
With their jock-straps pinching, they slouch to attention,
while queueing for sarnies at the office
through
Fuck me? No, fuck you, now I gotta touch you
Fuckin', bitch, suckin' dick like a jockstrap
Put them Glocks back
Tryna be the first punk
With their jockstraps pinching, they slouch to attention
Whilst queueing for sarnies at the office canteen
Saying "how's your granny?" and good old
tonight
Antiseptics on deck, I got every type (yeah)
I throw on my tux, then I (yeah) give zero fucks, then I (yeah)
Act like a jockstrap (uh), cup my
business
Twelve to nine I move body bags to Cedar Sinai
Eatin co-workers food I'm rude
Walk in the beverage center with a jockstrap dude
Approach
for bands with tight Spandex
Macho flex, high voices from Larynex
Tight jockstraps stuffed with socks
With walnuts to show sex
But plain, obscure, high
and my uptown ticks
Prince start jackin in my baseball cap
I'm tellin many chit-chats step off my jockstrap
Approach this party other known as a jam
Lookin
skeeve
On every street that made me ill at ease
They want sex, but I've got what they need
Cock back
Aim it at their jockstrap and squeeze
(Make it pop)
and bulldogs,
Jockstraps and cowboy boots,
Forty-seven miles of tennis shoe tongue
And thirteen pair of shoes.
Let it roll, let it roll, let it roll one time for
Well you talk about fat gats
You can't rap nigga stop that, got that
You want to act like you cock back
Couldn't hold a nigga jockstrap
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