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Alright, what's happenin'?
Let me hear all the motherfuckin' dogs out there
What's happenin' man, this is Pauly Shore
And uh, here's the killer track on the Bret Michaels album
It's a song that I personally, uh
I don't know, I did something with
It's called "Unskinny Cock"
I hope you guys enjoy it, check it out
It goes something like this
What's got you so stoney?
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Why can't you just chill?
Like gasoline, I want you to bone me
Bitch, you better be on the motherfuckin' pill
Every time I munch you, my herpes flares
I'll bonk you doggy style with you on top
You cum on my hair and I'll kush you some more
What's been going on in that fuckin' melon of yours?
Where's the chorus coming?
(Blow me away)
Here we go
(All night and day)
Here we go, here we go
Unskinny cock
You can blow a load in my face
Unskinny cock, cock, cock
Oh my god, it's in my hair!
Look at me so stupid
Du-huh-huh, du-huh-huh, du-huh-huh, du-huh-huh
Lots of dykes got you acting oh so butch
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
You got too many fleas up in your hiney
Oo-oo-oo-oo
Am I just another bucket for you to swallow?
Duh-huh, duh-huh, duh-huh, duh
Every time I slip my shaft up in your rim
Why do I get the feeling you're thinking of that black guy?
(What the fuck going on with ya?)
Holy shit, I knew it!
(Blow me away)
I'm not big enough for you, huh?
You know what, fuck it man, we're gonna do your ass
(All night and day)
(Blow me away)
I'm gonna turn this shit around like bam, bam, bam
Yeah, come on, man
(Fuck the bitch, fuck the ho)
It's all about bitches and money, you know
(Fuck the ho)
Bitches and money, you know
Let's get out of here, man, because you know
I got some Colt 45
And I got some spliff and shit
We don't need this motherfuckin' bitch
That's retarded
Thank you guys for letting me sing on your album
I appreciate it
And I love you guys
See you guys out on the, uh, 405 freeway
Going down to Tijuana, later
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