Song | We're Back! - Explicit Version |
Artist | The Lonely Island |
Album | Turtleneck & Chain |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Hey yo, new Lonely Island. Two-thousand eleven. Let's get 'em Kiv! | |
Hey yo my dick don't work, that shit is soft as a pillow | |
My girlie lookin' at me like \"you for real, dude?\" | |
Hey yo hold up, hold up. We gotta come harder than that, yo tell 'em Andy! | |
I think there might be somthin' wrong with my dick | |
It's like a melted stick of butter, so soft that it can't feel the rubber | |
Hey yo come on man, this is Lonely Island, people are countin' on us | |
I gotta write all these motherfuckers myself (woo) | |
Hey yo I think I broke my dick in the sink | |
It's so small and ugly, all smashed and flat like it was playing rugby | |
Hold up, hold up, this is serious, Kiv, let 'em know | |
Yo for real, I suffer from stinky dick | |
Every time I take a piss it smells just like shit | |
Ha ha, yeah that's what I'm talking about | |
Andy, show them how it's done | |
My dick looks like the fat that you cut off a steak | |
Smashed in like my balls went 'n stepped on a rake | |
Lonely Island, Grammy nominated, yeah. Hit 'em again | |
Yo, straight out the box with my soggy little shrimp | |
I was a eight year old girl before the doctor found my dick | |
We make too much money for this shit, murder music | |
I shit the bed 'cause my dick played a prank on my butt (hit 'em) | |
Straight crept when I slept an stuck a laxative up | |
Suppository music | |
What y’all know about incontinence? | |
I got hepatitis C from horse, but no confusion (yeah) | |
It wasn’t from the sex, it was a blood transfusion | |
What? Motherfucker got horse blood, what y'all got? | |
I write freaky fan fiction where cartoons fuck | |
Got CGI Garfield lickin’ Marmaduke’s nuts | |
Whoa, I would like to see that! This is that Garfield sex music. Now y'all just showin' off. Preach! | |
I got a friend named Reggie who lives down at the dump (tell 'em) | |
Every other week I swing by and bring him some lunch | |
Oh! Now that just sounds nice. | |
Imma call it right there, game over, motherfuckers. | |
Lonely Island, we started this fake rap shit, the world needs us! |
Hey yo, new Lonely Island. Twothousand eleven. Let' s get ' em Kiv! | |
Hey yo my dick don' t work, that shit is soft as a pillow | |
My girlie lookin' at me like " you for real, dude?" | |
Hey yo hold up, hold up. We gotta come harder than that, yo tell ' em Andy! | |
I think there might be somthin' wrong with my dick | |
It' s like a melted stick of butter, so soft that it can' t feel the rubber | |
Hey yo come on man, this is Lonely Island, people are countin' on us | |
I gotta write all these motherfuckers myself woo | |
Hey yo I think I broke my dick in the sink | |
It' s so small and ugly, all smashed and flat like it was playing rugby | |
Hold up, hold up, this is serious, Kiv, let ' em know | |
Yo for real, I suffer from stinky dick | |
Every time I take a piss it smells just like shit | |
Ha ha, yeah that' s what I' m talking about | |
Andy, show them how it' s done | |
My dick looks like the fat that you cut off a steak | |
Smashed in like my balls went ' n stepped on a rake | |
Lonely Island, Grammy nominated, yeah. Hit ' em again | |
Yo, straight out the box with my soggy little shrimp | |
I was a eight year old girl before the doctor found my dick | |
We make too much money for this shit, murder music | |
I shit the bed ' cause my dick played a prank on my butt hit ' em | |
Straight crept when I slept an stuck a laxative up | |
Suppository music | |
What y' all know about incontinence? | |
I got hepatitis C from horse, but no confusion yeah | |
It wasn' t from the sex, it was a blood transfusion | |
What? Motherfucker got horse blood, what y' all got? | |
I write freaky fan fiction where cartoons fuck | |
Got CGI Garfield lickin' Marmaduke' s nuts | |
Whoa, I would like to see that! This is that Garfield sex music. Now y' all just showin' off. Preach! | |
I got a friend named Reggie who lives down at the dump tell ' em | |
Every other week I swing by and bring him some lunch | |
Oh! Now that just sounds nice. | |
Imma call it right there, game over, motherfuckers. | |
Lonely Island, we started this fake rap shit, the world needs us! |
Hey yo, new Lonely Island. Twothousand eleven. Let' s get ' em Kiv! | |
Hey yo my dick don' t work, that shit is soft as a pillow | |
My girlie lookin' at me like " you for real, dude?" | |
Hey yo hold up, hold up. We gotta come harder than that, yo tell ' em Andy! | |
I think there might be somthin' wrong with my dick | |
It' s like a melted stick of butter, so soft that it can' t feel the rubber | |
Hey yo come on man, this is Lonely Island, people are countin' on us | |
I gotta write all these motherfuckers myself woo | |
Hey yo I think I broke my dick in the sink | |
It' s so small and ugly, all smashed and flat like it was playing rugby | |
Hold up, hold up, this is serious, Kiv, let ' em know | |
Yo for real, I suffer from stinky dick | |
Every time I take a piss it smells just like shit | |
Ha ha, yeah that' s what I' m talking about | |
Andy, show them how it' s done | |
My dick looks like the fat that you cut off a steak | |
Smashed in like my balls went ' n stepped on a rake | |
Lonely Island, Grammy nominated, yeah. Hit ' em again | |
Yo, straight out the box with my soggy little shrimp | |
I was a eight year old girl before the doctor found my dick | |
We make too much money for this shit, murder music | |
I shit the bed ' cause my dick played a prank on my butt hit ' em | |
Straight crept when I slept an stuck a laxative up | |
Suppository music | |
What y' all know about incontinence? | |
I got hepatitis C from horse, but no confusion yeah | |
It wasn' t from the sex, it was a blood transfusion | |
What? Motherfucker got horse blood, what y' all got? | |
I write freaky fan fiction where cartoons fuck | |
Got CGI Garfield lickin' Marmaduke' s nuts | |
Whoa, I would like to see that! This is that Garfield sex music. Now y' all just showin' off. Preach! | |
I got a friend named Reggie who lives down at the dump tell ' em | |
Every other week I swing by and bring him some lunch | |
Oh! Now that just sounds nice. | |
Imma call it right there, game over, motherfuckers. | |
Lonely Island, we started this fake rap shit, the world needs us! |