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Post by Sailor Earth on Jan 19, 2006 6:05:25 GMT -5
I'll start Icecream - Lou BegaI am the icecream man known as mellow Now would you like to say hello to my fellow Me and my amigos sittin´ all on a bench Somewhere down in puerto rico Two coco-honeys step by — they lookin manefico so i Step to em yeah how you doin I took a close second ´cause i knew that i knew ´em Bingo let me drop all my lingo I make her understand that i am still single So honey don´t you worry no way I got a truck full of plastics here to stay
Whoop whoop just slide a little whoop whoop just ride a little Whoop whoop baby baby get down little in the middle surrounded by a big round
Chocolate banana vanilla flavour You can try any damn thing i do you that favour But later on you got to be here by my side Waitin´ for a saddle to ride We gonna do a thing thats mega I am havin´ way more sex than kiddies playin sega And like noriega i am dictatin´ the game And i don´t stop until you scream out my name So honey don´t you worry no way I got a truck full of plastics here to stay
Whoop whoop just slide a little whoop whoop just ride a little Whoop whoop baby baby get down little in the middle surrounded by a big round
(jammin´ with the drumz)
Whoop whoop just slide a little whoop whoop just ride a little Whoop whoop baby baby get down little in the middle surrounded by a big round*** We gonna do a thing thats mega I am havin´ way more sex than kiddies playin sega Well... um... yes...
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Post by egregious on Jan 24, 2006 4:10:19 GMT -5
Ooooooookay... Anyhoo...because I am childish... Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo - The Bloodhound Gang
Vulcanize the whoopee stick In the ham wallet
Cattle prod the oyster ditch With the lap rocket
Batter dip the cranny ax In the gut locker
Retrofit the pudding hatch Ooh la la With the boink swatter
If i get you in the loop when I make a point to be straight with you then In lieu of the innuendo in the end know my intent though I brazillian wax poetic so pathetically I don't wanna beat around the bush
Foxtrot Unifrom Charlie Kilo
Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo
Marinate the nether rod In the squish mitten
Power drill the yippee bog With the dude piston
Pressure wash the quiver bone In the bitch wrinkle
Cannonball the fiddle cove Ooh la la With the pork steeple
If i get you in the loop when I make a point to be straight with you then In lieu of the innuendo in the end know my intent though I brazillian wax poetic so pathetically I don't wanna beat around the bush
Foxtrot Unifrom Charlie Kilo
Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo
Put the you know what in the you know where Put the you know what in the you know where Put the you know what in the you know where Put the you know what in the you know where pronto...now can someone explain to me what it's about?
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Post by Sailor Earth on Jan 24, 2006 4:13:09 GMT -5
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Post by egregious on Jan 24, 2006 4:16:04 GMT -5
I personally like 'bitch wrinkle' the best...that's what I'm calling mine from now on...
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Post by Sailor Earth on Jan 24, 2006 4:24:08 GMT -5
Ooh man This one cracked me up: Power drill the yippee bog With the dude pistonI was trying not to laugh out loud with that
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Post by egregious on Jan 24, 2006 4:27:45 GMT -5
...shall I post another?
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Post by Sailor Earth on Jan 24, 2006 4:30:11 GMT -5
Go for it I can't think of any "amusing" lyrics I know of at the moment... Oh wait! I've got one, hehehe... And oldie but a goodie Baby Got Back - Sir Mix-a-Lotoh my god, becky look at her butt it is so big uhh she looks like one of those rap guys girlfriends but u know who understands those rap guys they only talk 2 her becuz she looks like a total prostitute ok i mean her butt... its just so big uhh i can't believe its just so round its out there gross look shes just so black
I like big butts and I cannot lie u other brotherz can't deny when a girl walks in with a itty, bitty, waist and a round thing in ur face u get sprung want to pull up tough cuz u noticed that butt was stuck beef to the jeans shes wearing im hooked and I can't stop staring oh baby I wanna get wit cha and take ur pictcha my homeboys tryed 2 warn me but that butt u got makes me so horny ooooooo rumple smooth skin u say u wanna get my benz well use me use me cuz u ain't that average groupie I seen her dancin to hell with romancing she sweat wet shes got it going like a turbo jet im tired of magazines seenin flat butts are the thing cuz the average black man ask him that shes got 2 pack much back so fellas YAH! fellas YAH! cuz ur girlfriends got the butt HELL YAH! shake it yah shake it yah shake that healthy butt baby got back
baby got back
I like them round and big and when Im throwing a gig I just can't help myself I'm acting like an animal now here's my scandal I wanna get u home and uh double up uh uh I ain't talking bout playboy those silicon parts are made for toys I want them real thick and juicy so find that juicy double mix-alot seem trouble begging for a piece of that bubble so Im looking at rock videos knocking these bimbos looking like hoes u can those bimbos I keep my women like flo-jo a word to the thick soled sisterz
i wanna get wit cha i won't cus or hit cha i gotta be straight when I say I wanna uh to the break of dawn baby's got it going on a lot of sims won't like this song cuz thoses punks like to hit and quit it and I'd ratehr stay and play cuz I'm long and I'm strong and I'm down to get this frick shit on so ladies YAH! ladies YAH! so u wanna roll my mercedes YAH! so turn around stick it out even white boys got 2 shout baby got back
baby got back
yah baby when it comes to females cosmo ain't got nothing to do with my selection 36 24 36 on if she's 5'3"
so ur girlfriend owns a honda playing workout tapes by fonda but fonda ain't got a motor on the back of her honda my anacoda don't got none unless u got buns hun you can do side bends or sit-ups but please don't use that butt some brotherz wanna play that hard roll and tell ya that the butt ain't gold so they toss and leave it and i pull up quick to retrieve it so cosmo says ur fat well i ain't down wit dat cuz ur waist is small and ur curves are kicking and im thinking bout sticking to the beanpole dames and the magazines you ain't it miss thing give me a sista i can't resist her red beans and rice didn't miss her some knuckle head tried to dis cuz those girls are on my list he had game but he chose to hit em and I pull up quick to get wit him so ladies if da butt is round and u wanna triple xbo down dial 1-900-mixalot and kick dem nasty thoughts baby got back
baby got back
little in the middle but u got much back
little in the middle but u got much back
little in the middle but u got much back
little in the middle but u got much back
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Post by egregious on Jan 24, 2006 4:33:46 GMT -5
My god...I had no idea that song had so many lyrics!
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Post by Sailor Earth on Jan 24, 2006 4:37:16 GMT -5
I know... I love the filmclip, it's classic
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Post by egregious on Jan 24, 2006 4:40:51 GMT -5
Hmmmm...I don't think I remember it...
While we are still below the belt, here's one from a few years ago...
King Missile - Detatchable Penis
I woke up this morning with a bad hangover And my penis was missing again. This happens all the time. It's detachable.
[background singing begins: "detachable penis" over and over]
This comes in handy a lot of the time. I can leave it home, when I think it's gonna get me in trouble, or I can rent it out, when I don't need it. But now and then I go to a party, get drunk, and the next morning I can't for the life of me remember what I did with it. First I looked around my apartment, and I couldn't find it. So I called up the place where the party was, they hadn't seen it either. I asked them to check the medicine cabinet 'cause for some reason I leave it there sometimes But not this time. So I told them if it pops up to let me know. I called a few people who were at the party, but they were no help either. I was starting to get desperate. I really don't like being without my penis for too long. It makes me feel like less of a man, and I really hate having to sit down every time I take a leak. After a few hours of searching the house, and calling everyone I could think of, I was starting to get very depressed, so I went to the Kiev, and ate breakfast. Then, as I walked down Second Avenue towards St. Mark's Place, where all those people sell used books and other junk on the street, I saw my penis lying on a blanket next to a broken toaster oven. Some guy was selling it. I had to buy it off him. He wanted twenty-two bucks, but I talked him down to seventeen. I took it home, washed it off, and put it back on. I was happy again. Complete. People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached, but I don't know. Even though sometimes it's a pain in the ass, I like having a detachable penis.
[background voices continue to sing "detachable penis" for a while, then out]
...although it is more 'spoken word to music' than a song, really.
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Post by Sailor Earth on Jan 24, 2006 4:43:05 GMT -5
Oh yeah For some reason when I hear or see the title of that song, I think of that Jimeoin sketch 'Detatchable Toe'
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Post by egregious on Jan 24, 2006 4:53:59 GMT -5
Well, as long as you don't mix them up...toe for a penis....penis for a toe....
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Post by Sailor Earth on Jan 24, 2006 4:56:11 GMT -5
Sometimes they might be a similar size...
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Post by egregious on Jan 24, 2006 4:59:38 GMT -5
What, you mean....some men have really big toes?
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Post by Sailor Earth on Jan 24, 2006 5:08:03 GMT -5
Yes... that's the one...
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