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― M Carty (mj_c), Monday, 28 April 2003 07:54 (seventeen years ago) link
― Evan (Evan), Monday, 28 April 2003 08:52 (seventeen years ago) link
― nickalicious (nickalicious), Monday, 28 April 2003 12:23 (seventeen years ago) link
Artist: MC Paul Barman Album: It's Very Stimulating Title: MTV Get off the Air pt.2 A little goonin a locker roomrat-tails the octaroonHe'll be drinking vodka soonand his big brothers are frat guyswhose IQs lose to their fitted baseball hat sizeSmirkin' jocks with hackysacksin Birkenstocks and khaki slacksI'm the hypest lyricistwhile they're like, "What type of beer is this?"The liquid is ubiquitousand has such a holdon all the strata, it's just got to begovernment-controlledBehind the bottle and the thronesits an unknown man wiserand bigger for the liquor storethe number one franchiserPerhaps George Bush and his sonsare relatives of Anheiser
I wanted to get in a pooper hole one dayso I invited girls over on Super Bowl Sundayonly one showed up: Princess Superstar
[PS]Thanks for inviting me overlet me look around the bed post(bad dill folds?) back to back black dildosnice kit kudospass the cool ranch doritosI love nachosput on Fat Joenaw, that really sucks, let's put on the BeatlesYo, let's check the half time showI hope it's Michael Jackson singin Satisfaction with Hansonor Luther Vandross in a sparkling costumewith big pants dancinor maybe I saw that in a Bud Light commercialspeakin' of which, give this bitcha drink quick to wet my lipsyou got enough cheddar lyin' around this place tofixup my titsas if I need it...
[MCPB]Conchetta please!If you see any chedda' it's chedda cheeseI'm easily greatI don't need to be in some sort of (cankeesy?) stateto create something you can appreciate
[PS] Who are you talkin to?[MCPB] Makin you draw conclusionsand superficial distinctions make you go sacreu bleu
[PS]I can speak French toosuck my nuh-nuhfrench my cuntcomprande voux?Look Pepe Le Pieuxlet's cut to the (de nu-mon?)you wanna fuck me, I wanna fuck youso it's on.
[MCPB]Can I chime in?I'll still be rhymin'when I'm in your hymenI radiate like it was '88and I'm searching for my lady mateI'm a hunter-gatherera cunter-lathererMy dandy voice makes the most anti-choicegranny's panties moist
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plus I'm lookin' fly in my sky blue tailsNow peel off your tube top so I can feel your boobs flop on my lubed cocksocks up to your calf like a chick from the (craff?)I wanna put on a serated condom and saw you in half
[PS]My knees are weak, I need knee-padsyou fuck me blind, I can't see, dag!run me a hot bath add the epsom saltsoak my lower half in your Mortal Kombat cocktail saucelet me head southput it in my mouthcause I like the taste.
[MCPB]When I burst in your faceI'll invade your personal space
[PS]I'm like Chase, stick your card in and outThanks see, look how much stacks of cream are coming out
[MCPB]I removed her sanitary napkin with my teethand there was a planetary backspin underneathI faced her woundLet's do a pap smear with a taster spoonyou can sleep on the guest cotI'll sleep in the wet spot
(Singing) I'll be your boyfriendSmooch on your pooper holeall through the Super Bowlyour man doesn't even miss youglued to the boob tube, watchya gonna do dude?
I woke up stickyand quickly applied a temporary tattoo to a hickeywent to salt and shake her awakewith orange juice, a straw, and coffee cakeafter we had a bite,we pushed the canoe in the lake
[PS] You don't paddle right[MCPB] Look, a shooting star![PS] It's a fuckin satellite[MCPB] Lady, one more complaintand I'll shove a rape-whistle up the Mrs. Va-J-J(starts whistling)
[PS]What'd you say?!?!Listen Slim Shay-daytell Dre he better fuckin pay may (me)(starts laughing)
[MCPB]Your talents are bite-sizeit's no suprise you rhyme with white guysI jumped in the waterwhat did I want a girlfriend for?Just like you, you jizz on your floor.I don't want sweet potatoes anymoreI didn't even leave her an oardid a medium crawl stroke back to shore
Who's next to flirt with this exhausting extrovert?I parted some (palm frawns?)Guess who left me dry long johnsUncle Ralph McDanielsHe said "what's up Paul Nathaniel Barmanlet's get MTV off the air I deserve my own channel."
― Lynskey (Lynskey), Monday, 28 April 2003 13:17 (seventeen years ago) link
― Lynskey (Lynskey), Monday, 28 April 2003 13:27 (seventeen years ago) link