LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeWee Wee
Put it on my wee weeBanana, strawberry, pineapple, orangeGot a dick as big as a bananaI try to control it, but i can'tIt's too tough, it's like an (?) bananaYou better watch out, hannah montanaMan, what's the matter, have you no manners?No, you know the girl from juno's address?Yeah, i'ma probably go to jail for thatNow i got the cops on my tail for thatRun up on your car with a stale bananaIn your tail pipe, can't believe you fell for thatCoulda been a molotov for thatWait a minute, man, what the hell was that?I heard a noise, where you goin'?What are you, bananas?You can't go back there, stupid assI just seen a woman in a freddy kruger maskWho the fuck are you, superman?All you have is a little stupid can of whipped creamWhat the hell you gonna do with that?I'ma put it on my wee weeOoh, good answerSuper bonanza extravaganzaMan, go ahead, what you waitin' for?You better get them clothes off, baby boyCome on, let's go, we're gonna make a pornReady, set, go. Hit play, recordPut it on my wee weeBanana, strawberry, pineapple, orangeAre you ready? You better hold the camera steadyShe's probably back there with a damn macheteShe's probably gonna eat you like canned spaghettiShe's probably gonna kill ya, still wanna check, see?Have a little quick look? Go on, (?)She's probably six foot tall like big footThe hell with that, we probably should runDon't dare look backWe probably, probably, probablyThere probably was a problem at the post office or somethingBut you probably didn't know that, did ya?Now what ya gonna do when she gets ya?I ain't goin' with ya, forget yaQuit tryna hold my hand, mista'Pretend she's your little sista', little sista'Might as well take the whipped cream with yaAnd when you see her, make sure you get a pictureWe could try to make another blair witch-a movieA beastiality porno with smoothiesPut it on my wee weeBanana, strawberry, pineapple, orangeIt's eerie, but here comes zack and mary(?)Beauty and the beast, his back is hairyBut she don't care, they're attractive, veryVery sexually active, veryNo, zack, don't go back in thereIt's too late now, she's grabbin' hairHe screams, "bloody mary!", grabs a mirrorBut stop just ain't in her vocabular"get off me, please. Get off me, stop."(?) at a coffee shopThey go non-stopShe says, "go"He says, "no"She says, "oh"Back and forth, they scream and shoutYeah, boy, let them demons outIt's the kind of nightmare you dream aboutUh-oh, now the whipped cream is outI get sick thoughts, sick, sick, thoughtsThings you could do with your lipstick gloss(?)Put it on my dick 'til the tip looks orangeBitch, keep going! Bitch, keep going!Put it on my wee weeBanana, strawberry, pineapple, orangeBanana, banana, banana, banana, bananaAnd angelina jolie is just another hoAnd brad is a sucka? because once i fuck herShe wants to go to somalia to adopt another babyYou know what i say? NoYou better save some of them kids from madonnaShe needs all the publicity she can getYou want a shady? Well, you got it, manI ain?t apologizin? for shit.I?m a goatAnd i don?t mean to gloatBut i know what i know and i know what you thinkAnd these magazines?ll never put it in inkBecause how would it look if they considered me as a goat?And for those of y?all who don?t know what a goat isIt means the greatest of all timeAnd i consider myself one of thoseSo thank you very much, here it goes!
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