"Yeah, you give sax lessons. Why not to spend the night?
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I am only to spend the night? I play music of the night.
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No, no, I'm not awake in the day.
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Read my lips, eww scary. Aww, man, why you guys in the goddamn,
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Yellow Pages then, the fuckin, the goddamn, what's it, no,
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it's the Weekly. In paranthasees, 'No gig...eww, scary'.
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And that's just what I am. Scary."
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Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
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Nah, bitch, Super Balls, is the name
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And I come from a far away planet
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Southwest Del Ray, goddamn it!
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And it's the land of the smog-filled maniacs
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Super Balls, and concrete nutsacs
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You know that fat lady skank that always bothers you
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I'm here to fuck her, yo, that's what I do
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So tell me where the hoes is at
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The fat loopy bitches with the lumpy backs
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Super Balls ain't scared of a fuckin' thing
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Hold your belly up and I'll stick you with my Super Wang
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So, who's next, the bitch with the rubber eye
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It won't shut, and now she can't find a guy
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It scared everybody off, so I guess my duty calls
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BITCH!!!!!!!!!! Call me Super Balls
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Ain't no bitch to fat
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Ain't no bitch to whack
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Ain't no bitch to ugly
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For Super Balls, woowoo! [x2]
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I met a girl looked a lot like a turkey
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So I fucked her and her neden went bublabublabubla
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Cuz I could give a motherfuck about looks
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I just jock up another one for the books
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I know this bitch fat round like a beachball
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You can roll her up, and bounce her off the wall
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We played ball, shoot hoops, she can hold steady
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Then I stick my dick down in the fat patty
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Just cuz no one calls your home
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Don't mean that you're all alone
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Just call Super Balls to the rescue
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Now here's what I'm a do
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I might stick my big toe in your butthole
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And then tickle your neden with my other toes
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Ugly bitches in need, I crash through their walls
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Big daddy J Violent Super Balls
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Ain't no bitch to fat (yeah, motherfucker)
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Ain't no bitch to whack (better ask somebody)
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Ain't no bitch to ugly
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For Super Balls, woowoo! [x2]
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"It's a bright mid-summer day in Metropolis, and there's not much
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news fit to televise at Galaxy Communications. Where, in his
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office, Clark Kent is monitoring the twelve o'clock news."
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"Uh uh, it goes thump thump thumpin against your clit"
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"Harder, harder!"
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"Lois Lane, ace reporter for Galaxy Communications, opens Clark's
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door and looks in."
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"When the hell do I get something out of this?"
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It's down, it's down with the clown
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Fuck fat bitches and charge by the pound
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I gets paid and I bought a new Lexus
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Cuz I fucked a bitch bigger than Texas (yeeehaw!!)
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Super Balls don't care where his nuts at
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One night, I found em in your mom's butt crack
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You was playin Nintendo upstairs
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I had my dick stickin in your mom's butt hairs
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Granny walked in, puffing on a jay
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"Pfft, my pussy's turning grey"
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She asked if I would mind dipping in the sugar walls
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I said it ain't no thing for Super Balls
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Super Balls is in the motherfucking house!!!
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Ain't no bitch to fat
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Ain't no bitch to whack
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Ain't no bitch to ugly
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For Super Balls, woowoo! [x6]
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Super Balls
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