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
 You've won a free, all expense paid trip, just for you
 You, Jack, are heading first class to Ash, Nevada
 Ash, Nevada?
 That's right, bitch, Ash, Nevada
 You are one of the few, lucky big winners chosen to see the dark carnivals gigantic super show
 We can't give you all the details now, but we can tell you this
 When you return from seeing the greatest show on earth, you will be bringing home with you a check for one hundred thousand dollars
 Woohoo! I'm going to Ash, Nevada, bitch