(feat. Methods Of Mayhem)
Freak, freak, freak it. (Repeats)
Methods Of Mayhem: Seventy-seven million dollars made from watching me c**
Under the sun on my vacation. (After hours on Spectravision)
Shootin' my jizzy jizm, the woody has rizzy risen
I ain't gettin' paid to entertain your bridal showers
Rockin' my porno tape for hours and hours
The hoes are fearin' me
It's bigger than Ron Jeremy!
Fred: 'Cause it's them ass cheeks that make my ass weak
And I've been runnin' with the blueballs since last week
And if you ask me, I'll be glad to speak
Until we get butt naked and break it down with nasty
Methods Of Mayhem: [Chorus:] Get, get naked. (C'mon baby make me hot.)
Get, get naked. (Ride the c*** till you hit the spot.)
Get, get naked. (C'mon baby make me hot.)
Get, get naked
Methods Of Mayhem: Woof woof! Doin' it doggie style!
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yay
Bow wow yippie yo yippy yay
Get it on! (meow). (Repeats)
The little Geisha hoe from Tokyo who said she could blow
"Ten dolla love me long time in a limo."
For really dough, I'm just tryin' to fly with the flows
Freak up some hoe's, blow up the shows
Make a little dough-hoe as if you didn't know
Back to the strip club freakin' up some more hoes
Swingin' my dingaling, it ain't no thing. (Hell yeah.)
It's those intergalactic hoes who came down in those space probes
Fine green heinies representin' with no clothes
(Mix Master Mike, mix Master Mike). (Oh, God oh!)
Man, your pussy tight! No jimmy, no gimmie, no lust
In the Methods of Mayhem we trust
So rip off your clothes and expose your busts
Freak, freak, freak it. (Repeats)
Methods Of Mayhem: Seventy-seven million dollars made from watching me c**
Under the sun on my vacation. (After hours on Spectravision)
Shootin' my jizzy jizm, the woody has rizzy risen
I ain't gettin' paid to entertain your bridal showers
Rockin' my porno tape for hours and hours
The hoes are fearin' me
It's bigger than Ron Jeremy!
Fred: 'Cause it's them ass cheeks that make my ass weak
And I've been runnin' with the blueballs since last week
And if you ask me, I'll be glad to speak
Until we get butt naked and break it down with nasty
Methods Of Mayhem: [Chorus:] Get, get naked. (C'mon baby make me hot.)
Get, get naked. (Ride the c*** till you hit the spot.)
Get, get naked. (C'mon baby make me hot.)
Get, get naked
Methods Of Mayhem: Woof woof! Doin' it doggie style!
Bow wow wow yippie yo yippie yay
Bow wow yippie yo yippy yay
Get it on! (meow). (Repeats)
The little Geisha hoe from Tokyo who said she could blow
"Ten dolla love me long time in a limo."
For really dough, I'm just tryin' to fly with the flows
Freak up some hoe's, blow up the shows
Make a little dough-hoe as if you didn't know
Back to the strip club freakin' up some more hoes
Swingin' my dingaling, it ain't no thing. (Hell yeah.)
It's those intergalactic hoes who came down in those space probes
Fine green heinies representin' with no clothes
(Mix Master Mike, mix Master Mike). (Oh, God oh!)
Man, your pussy tight! No jimmy, no gimmie, no lust
In the Methods of Mayhem we trust
So rip off your clothes and expose your busts
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