Puerile Scumbag letra

Yo
Friday night
What you up to?
Join the crowd
Skip the skeptical
Wait a minute bitch
Come on in
Everyone is in
Come on, move ya silk thong!

Ah
What's that thing? Prada?
With a body like that baby
You'll wake the gorilla

I would like to go down your ditches!
Oh! No!
What? No?
Damn
You're daddy's well-bred sweetie?
With a capricorn-tat round your belly b?
Let's put on your BFFs strap-on
And roll down the alleyway

Aha, yeah
Skibidibididibop
Bang!

And I'm having some good intentions
Not to mention hypertension
Let's leave the jimmy hat out of this
For the real feel
No big deal, huh?

Spread your wings bitch
Say 'Open sesame'
What's it all about, what's it?
What's it all about, what's it?

Dingelidong
Doing it wrong
Got your pimp attitude from
Porn and then some

Since the age of thirteen there's a handgun
To make them do whatever you want
You learned from your daddy how to treat the girls
When he slapped ya mama and tore her curls
Monkey see monkey do, that's why
You'll stay at the end of the longest line
Think about it douchebag!

Fall Of Carthage - Letras

• Behold
• Belongings
• Black December
• Bury The Crisis
• Complete
• Dawn Of The Enemy
• Degeneration
• Dollarhungry
• Down Like Honey
• Down There
• Dust And Dirt
• Emma Green
• F.A.Gov
• Fast Forward
• For The Soul To Save
• Home In a Wasteland
• Imperfection
• Leave Them Behind
• Lies In Your Cup
• Means To Be Alive
• Menace To Myself
• Menace To Myself
• Menace To Myself
• More Than Nothing
• Necessitarianism
• Paint It White
• Priceless
• Puerile Scumbag
• Sick Intentions
• Signs Of Corruption
• Slow And Low
• Suffer The Pain
• Superior
• Swept To The Edge
• Tapeworms
• They're Alive
• Turning Point
• Upon The Small Things
• Whoudini Peckawood