How Many Dudes DigBar & Jake Hole

[Intro: Jake Hole]
(J-J-J-J-Jake Hole)
(I love you, Mr. Hole)
Ah

[Pre-Chorus: Jake Hole]
How many dudes can we fit in this butt crack?
Too much hair, need a trim or a butt wax
One for the meat, two for the nutsack
Three strokes in, foreskin in his gut tract
Throw it back, mmm, let me see some
DoorDash driver for the threesome
He give good brain, but his meat dumb
Skeet, repeat 'til his meat numb

[Chorus: Jake Hole]
To my bedroom, follow
Suck, blow, spit, and swallow
Need head, Sleepy Hollow
Meet dudes like it's no tomorrow
To my bedroom, follow
Suck, blow, spit, and swallow
Need head, Sleepy Hollow
Meet dudes like it's no tomorrow

[Verse 1: Jake Hole]
These women don't get it though (Huh?)
They don't got thick hair from their head-to-toe (Ah)
They don't got big meat, which I didn't know (What?)
Fairly odd how I'm giving men Dimmadome
And his arch game on Saint Louis (Ooh)
Whip it out now, hock-ptui
Red dot flash, homemade movie
Lava cake, way the inside gooey
I get aggressive and competitive (Uh-huh)
Then I pass out after, like a sedative
Tip tickler, I like my man sensitive
Climax time, Mortal Kombat, finish him (Finish him)
Pinning him, slip it in, done one minute in
Ball the chin, zip it up, bust, do it all again
Was a ten, any man can, man, it all depends
You ever banged a man on an ottoman?
The dude of my dreams is a dude who got butt (Butt)
His cheeks in his jeans looking great when he strut (Strut)
His mouth isn't slurping, then I need it shut (Shut)
One man's cake is another man's nut