[Intro: Shaggy 2 Dope]
"So, I mean, everybody pretty much knows one of my aliases is Stretch Nuts, right? You know what I’m sayin’? And I really can’t tell you why I never really elaborated on it, but, but I will, man. I will"
[Verse 1: Shaggy 2 Dope]
36 inches, bitch! And that’s only a smidgen
Me and my droopy sack, you know the legend
Still talk about nuts, I'm older than Rick Flair
Is that a water balloon hangin’ out a patch of dick hair? (Nope!)
My ball sack was blessed by the Pope
T double O or T-W-O (Dope!)
I double Dutch jump my junk. Fuck rope!
And I sucker punchin’ chumps and punks and cut throats (Nope!)
You don’t want nothin’ like a hairy vagina
I’ll stretch my scrotum from here to China
My nuts got stuck in my fuckin’ recliner
Behind ‘em, Big Poppa Pump (Scott Steiner!)
I got my carabiner Mace (Sting!)
Dropped like a rock in a sock (Boing!)
Popped in my shiner face (Ping!)
Dropped two rocks down a tube sock (Boing, boing!)
Four fat hood rats swingin’ off my scrotum
Ah! Get off it! (“Just wanna hold ‘em!”)
The testic-elastic even smashed and swollen
Nut sack gymnastics, I snatch the gold one
[Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope]
When I was young, my nuts hung (Low)
You might say much lower than some (Oh?)
Down to the floor like a wore-out bungee cord (Yeah?)
Some say (Yeah?) a legend was born (Oh!)
All hail Stretch Nuts!
A bitch bound to faint at the slightest sight (Yup!)
All hail Stretch Nuts!
You play your cards right, they’re yours tonight (That’s right)
"So, I mean, everybody pretty much knows one of my aliases is Stretch Nuts, right? You know what I’m sayin’? And I really can’t tell you why I never really elaborated on it, but, but I will, man. I will"
[Verse 1: Shaggy 2 Dope]
36 inches, bitch! And that’s only a smidgen
Me and my droopy sack, you know the legend
Still talk about nuts, I'm older than Rick Flair
Is that a water balloon hangin’ out a patch of dick hair? (Nope!)
My ball sack was blessed by the Pope
T double O or T-W-O (Dope!)
I double Dutch jump my junk. Fuck rope!
And I sucker punchin’ chumps and punks and cut throats (Nope!)
You don’t want nothin’ like a hairy vagina
I’ll stretch my scrotum from here to China
My nuts got stuck in my fuckin’ recliner
Behind ‘em, Big Poppa Pump (Scott Steiner!)
I got my carabiner Mace (Sting!)
Dropped like a rock in a sock (Boing!)
Popped in my shiner face (Ping!)
Dropped two rocks down a tube sock (Boing, boing!)
Four fat hood rats swingin’ off my scrotum
Ah! Get off it! (“Just wanna hold ‘em!”)
The testic-elastic even smashed and swollen
Nut sack gymnastics, I snatch the gold one
[Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope]
When I was young, my nuts hung (Low)
You might say much lower than some (Oh?)
Down to the floor like a wore-out bungee cord (Yeah?)
Some say (Yeah?) a legend was born (Oh!)
All hail Stretch Nuts!
A bitch bound to faint at the slightest sight (Yup!)
All hail Stretch Nuts!
You play your cards right, they’re yours tonight (That’s right)
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