Yesterday, screwed your mother
Late at evening, stuck a dick in your brother
Now my joint, stun got numb
So don't you worry, I'll use my tongue
Just hold on, 'cause my dick's runnin'
Hold on, baby, it's runnin'
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da
Ha, yeah, thank you very much
On with the show
We gon' do another little thing 'bout them same fellas
This one was a gold record
They call it, "Baby, I'm a Hole Man"
I meant "Soul Man," we call it "Baby, I'm a Hole Man"
Ha, booze got me all messed up in the mind
Anyway, it goes something like this
You ready, dickhead?
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