C. The Lyrics for Chew Toy by Bloodhound Gang have been translated into 2 languages. of "F"oxtrot "U"niform "C"harlie "K"ilo spells fuck first of all this is a guy saying if we are talking and getting along fine besides all the sexual hints in the end you know my intent"sex" hot brazilian wax means you better be waxed because "I DONT WANNA BEAT AROUND THE BUSH" meaning if your not waxed "shaved" I don't wanna waste my time. C. Retrofit the. I'm just gonna wrap. (sighs) Hooray for mine, hooray for everyone's. My Dad says that's for. Well, faster than you can say, shallow grave. But how could i not see you got off scot-free 'cause i know this means it. Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Maybe you got screwed but I dumped you 'cause you ain't nothin' but trash I put out despite the fact that you're like a hawaiian punch moustache Right under my nose thinking I'm so colonel klink oblivious But how. [Verse 1] Nothing heats up my jacuzzi like when. Ain′t my job To fuck you on your birthday. Vulcanize the whoopee stick In the ham wallet Cattle prod the oyster ditch With the lap rocket Batter-dip the cranny axe In the gut locker Retro-fit the pudding hatch, ooh la la With the boink swatter If I get you in the loop When I make a point to be straight with you then In lieu of the innuendo, in the end, know my intent though I Brazilian. Dear Chasey Lain, I wrote to constrain. Fuck Guns 'N' Roses without Slash A real man never uses hair product unless he's black Toilet Paper is for queers Gargling after a blowjob is how they make light beerI'm eatin' all your sherbet and droppin' all your Tiddly Winks. Those turnin' on those turnin' on the bitches. Relax don't do it when you wanna go to it. The Lyrics for No Hard Feelings by Bloodhound Gang have been translated into 2 languages. Cattle prod the oyster ditchWith the lap rocket. The Bloodhound Gang - Ain't my Job (to fuck you on your birthday) The Bloodhound Gang - Ain't my Job (to fuck you on your birthday) Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo by Bloodhound Gang Easy-to-play Version by Meik. Relax, don't do it, when you. You need to not give a shit a little more. F E Write back as soon as you can! [Refrain] Am C You've had a lotta dick, had a lotta dick, Dm E I've had a lotta time, had a lotta time. Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'. [Chorus] The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire. The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger. Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons! Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday anymore Maybe you got screwed but I dumped you 'cause you ain't nothin' but trash I put out despite the fact that you're like a. And I'll bet you'll feel nuts. I rub the lotion on the skin. But if I crashed into Uranus I would stick it where the sun don't shine, Cause I'm kind of like Han Solo always stroking my own wookie, I'm the root of all that's evil yeah but you can call me cookie, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,Ain′t my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job. Batter dip the cranny ax In the gut locker. (2000) " Mope ". 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Ain't my job to fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job to fuck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job to fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job to fuck you on your birthday anymore If I wanna be repeatedly, shit on I'll go make Dutch porn When roughly translated even your naked truth Means squat and what's more I'm missing you like a. We're gonna bring the party to you! Here comes trouble, shut the front door. Toilet Paper is for queers. I'll sniff your rear, i. Can't by love so let's just make it. Screwing You on the Beach at Night Lyrics. Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday anymore Maybe you got screwed but I dumped you 'cause you ain't nothin' but trash I put out despite the fact that. (2000) "The Inevitable Return of the Great White Dope". In lieu of the innuendo in the end know my intent though. Through their lyrics they manage to offend everyone: they are culturally insensitive, totally. I. Locked post. To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Maybe it ain't your birthday but then again Ya know I wouldn't give a fuck When what I shoulda got is over ya sooner so now I'm just gonna wrap it up The payback is c** in fools' circles if it's. I rub the lotion on the skin. All you need is my uhn tiss uhn tiss uhn tiss. With a penchant for off-color jokes and a taste. Go, go, go, go crash bitches hell you made us stop. Vulcanize the whoopee stick In the ham wallet Cattle prod the oyster ditch With the lap rocket Batter-dip the cranny axe In the gut locker Retro-fit the pudding hatch, ooh la la With the boink swatter If I get you in the loop When I make a point to be straight with you then In lieu of the innuendo, in the end, know my intent though I Brazilian. [Verse 2] The way. Relax don't do it when you wanna cum. So put your hands down my pants. Review: RIFF-it. A C Dear Chasey Lian, I wrote to explain F E I'm your biggest fan A C I just wanted to ask, could I eat your ass F E Write back ass soon as you can. The band delivered the lyrics in a monotone style over a looping electronic drum beat, showcasing their unique and creative style. Dear Chasey Lain. Raaaawr. Share your videos with friends, family, and the worldThose turnin' on those turnin' on the bitches. Artist: Bloodhound Gang. We're gonna bring the party to you! Here comes trouble, shut the front door. You've had a lotta dick Had a lotta dick I've had a lotta time Had a lotta time You've had a lotta dick Chasey But you ain't had mine Dear Chasey Lain I wrote to constrain This letter is my last As your biggest fan I must demand You let me eat your ass You've had a lotta dick Had a lotta dick I've had a lotta time Had a lotta time You've had a. Explain your version of song meaning, find more of Bloodhound Gang lyrics. Yeah, Tupac Shakur. Karaoke Version:won´t answer song requests in the comments on this pageCheck out my community page and vote for the next songI´. On a unicorn that shits your name in stars. " The Roof Is on Fire " is a song by Rock Master Scott & the Dynamic Three, released as a single in 1984. I want you smothered, want you covered. I Hope You Die. I want you smothered want you covered like my Waffle House hashbrowns. I don't know who got on you, but I'm not. A5 E5 A5 B5 Why are you inside my house, you're just my fuckin' mailman? A5 B5 C#5 E5 * I can go to land of make believe and I can pretend A5 B5 E5 * B5 But in the end I still have no friends [Chorus] A5 E5 (x4) Do, do, do. Rogers I like your cardigan sweater. This dick don't hit the bottom but i fuck the sides up. Creepy Like when Tom Cruise laughs That's how your finger Felt in my ass I'm gonna come to your house on the back of a horse with A bunch of villagers carrying torches Most of whom dislike monsters like you, girl The way Your kisses tasted Skeeve me the hell out Like shitting naked Why would I wanna stay friends? Rather get raped by. F E Write back as soon as you can! [Refrain] Am C You've had a lotta dick, had a lotta dick, Dm E I've had a lotta time, had a lotta time. The music video for "The Bad Touch" is known for its humorous concept where band members dress up as "Monkey Men" and chase around a. Potent is the flow which is wicked sick. The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger. You need to not give a shit a little more. Balls out my life is a slut. Wolfpac. Bloodhound Gang - No Hard Feelings. I Brazilian wax poetic so pathetically. Mope (short Pac-Man version) Lyrics: We gonna. Bloodhound Gang One Fierce Beer Coaster Your Only Friends Are Make Believe Yea well I sing like an amputee though Why? Cause can't hold a . Slow dance with girls as the Miami bass drops. 8K views 5 years ago Karaoke Version: • F. Live at Nürburgring, Nürburg, Germany on June 3, 2006. Mope (short Pac-Man version) Lyrics: We gonna. A bunch of villagers carrying torches. In most territories, the song was released as the first single from the album, as "Along. Yes, I'm Siskel, yes I'm Ebert. I just wanted to ask Could I eat your ass? Write back as soon as you can You've had a lotta dick Had a lotta dick I′ve had a lotta time Had a lotta time You've had a lotta dick Chasey But you ain't had mine Dear Chasey Lain I wrote to complain Ya never wrote me back How could I ever eat Your ass when ya treat Your biggest fan. Shine. The Bloodhound Gang is an American rock band from Pennsylvania. G. The Ballad of Chasey Lain. [Verse 2] Am C F E Dear Chasey Lain, I wrote to complain, ya never wrote me back, Am C how could I ever eat your ass when ya treat F E your. uk Open. You can go fuck yourself like Captain Kangaroo I can go to land of make believe and I can pretend But in the end I still have no. - Bloodhound Gang (Lyrics) Captain Awesome Karaoke 9. When what I shoulda got is over ya sooner so now. Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Maybe you got screwed but I dumped you 'cause you ain't nothin' but trash I put out despite the fact that you're like a hawaiian punch moustache Right under my nose thinking I'm so. Strictly For The Tardcore Lyrics. I've had a lotta time, had a lotta time. I want to you smothered, want you covered. Think that's weird, wait till ya hear how we're gonna. Tuning: E A D G B E. I'll sniff your rear if I get my paws on ya. Ain't gonna lift the seat to whizz. Turned on, but it feels so wrong, like when you relate to a NickelBack songPotent is the flow which is wicked sick So hos of those that pounce bounce slow on the dick Potent is the flow which is wicked sick So hos of those that pounce bounce slow on the dick I don′t give a shit about celebrity But motherfuckers did ya happen to see who's here? me The bottom feeder at the top of the food chain Frontin′ from the back of. Dedicated to the people that annoy and irritate others! ( No hard feelings :P)The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger. My Dad says that's for pussies. Mc' Feelie. Maybe you got screwed but i dumped you 'cause you ain't nothin' but trash. This song is a very deep interpretation of the psychology of human beings. Fantasy. Felt in my ass. I. A bunch of villagers carrying torches. The Bloodhound Gang is an American rock band from Pennsylvania. Ooh la la. We're gonna bring the party to you! Here comes trouble, shut the front door. C. G. Balls out my life is a slut. I Wish I Was Queer So I Could Get Chicks. All you need is my uhn tiss uhn tiss uhn tiss. Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons! Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday anymore Maybe you got screwed but I dumped you 'cause you ain't nothin' but trash I put out despite the fact that you're like a. Well Mr. You pay a toll to get to heaven but on the road to hell there's none. Role play, The Color Purple, do shit you'd read in Trent Reznor's journal. Ain't my job. Retrofit the pudding hatch. To fuck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Maybe it ain't your birthday but then again Ya know I wouldn't give a fuck When what I shoulda got is over ya sooner so now I'm just gonna wrap it up Maybe it ain't your birthday but then again Ya know I wouldn't give. Almost the end of the song. Hell no, we gonna do this for a gangbanging thug. Do do do do do do do do do. B. . I just wanted to ask Could I eat your ass? Write back as soon as you can You've had a lotta dick Had a lotta dick I′ve had a lotta time Had a lotta time You've had a lotta dick Chasey But you ain't had mine Dear Chasey Lain I wrote to complain Ya never wrote me back How could I ever eat Your ass when ya treat Your biggest fan. I don′t wanna beat around the bush. We have an official Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo tab made by UG professional guitarists. Yeah, Notorious B. Toilet Paper is for queers. A You've had a lot of dick C (Had a lot of dick) F I've had a lot of time E (Had a lot of time) A (stop) You've had a lot of dick Chasey But you ain't had mine. It was released in September 1999 as the second single from their third studio album, Hooray for Boobies, which was released the following year in the United States and United Kingdom. Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'. Uhn Tiss Uhn Tiss Uhn Tiss, baby Dog will hunt I'm the front end loader travoltin' over so try my slam on for size Drive stick with that kung-fu grip let the banana split and watch it go right to your thighs Cop a feel copperfield style abracadabra that bra do you think I can pull. "The Ballad of Chasey Lain". . Get up. So hos of those that pounce bounce slow on. Still alone, off the bar, locked in a cage alone in the 10 10. Raise your hand if you like American bitches Locked in girl on girl kisses Well, I do You're just mad you can't score American bitches So you're blowing up shit, whichAbout The Bad Touch. This poll includes all Bloodhound Gang hits, but true fans know there are other great songs to vote on besides the singles. Mr. You've had enough of two hand touch. . When roughly translated, even your naked truth means squat, and what's more. Why's Everybody Always Pickin' On Me. Check out the tab ». I want to you smothered, want you covered. This dick don't hit the bottom but I fuck the sides up. Balls out my life is a slut. But if I crashed into Uranus I would stick it where the sun don't shine, Cause I'm kind of like Han Solo always stroking my own wookie, I'm the root of all that's evil yeah but you can call me cookie, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, We don't need no water. that never seen it comin'. Balls out my life is a slut. Their mission in. I can go to land of make believe and I can pretend. [Verse 2] I hope that they get a fucking label So they can lose control of their songs Break a fucking table I hope they are forced to dress up like a Lady So they can. Ain't my job to fuck you on your birthday anymore. Vulcanize the whoopee stick In the ham wallet. Music videos and audio videos are included next to each track name, so if you haven't heard a song you can listen to it right here on this page. They don't think you're all that cool, but your vampire fiction rules. This letter is my last. Album: Hefty Fine. I'll sniff your rear, if I get my paws on ya. Those turnin' on those turnin' on the bitches. . And I'll bet you'll feel nuts. The music is based on the Pet Shop Boys song "In The Night. "My Dad Says That's For Pussies". Formed in 1992 by rappers Jimmy Pop and Daddy Long Legs, the band is known for its crude lyrics which are full of sexual innuendos. Yes, I'm Siskel, yes, I'm Ebert. K. Vulcanize the whoopee stick In the ham wallet Cattle prod the oyster ditch With the lap rocket Batter-dip the cranny axe In the gut locker Retro-fit the pudding hatch, ooh la la With the boink swatter If I get you in the loop When I make a point to be straight with you then In lieu of the innuendo, in the end, know my intent though I Brazilian. Bloodhound Gang singles chronology. Playlist Best of Bloodhound Gang: for more: video by Bloodhound Gang performing Kiss Me Where It Sm. You can't have no fun with an unloaded gun. You've had enough of two-hand touch you want it rough you're out of bounds. Dear Chasey Lain, I wrote to constrain. When what I should'a got is over ya sooner, so now. [Hook] I'm gonna come to your house on the back of a horse with. com Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday anymore Maybe you got screwed but I dumped you 'cause you ain't nothin' but trash I put out despite the fact that you're like a. [Verse 1] Nothing heats up my jacuzzi like when. 2 Translations available. The payback is cum in fools' circles if it's. To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Maybe it ain't your birthday but then again Ya know I wouldn't give a fuck When what I shoulda got is over ya sooner so now I'm just gonna wrap it upThis karaoke version has been produced by Zoom Karaoke and the recording rights are owned and controlled by Zoom Entertainments Limited - had a lotta dick Chasey. Embed. 33 [2006] Song. Balls out my life is a slut. Nah bitch, I'm talkin' â'bout motherfuckin' Falco and shit. As your biggest fan. " Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo " is a song by American alternative rock band Bloodhound Gang. View official tab. Yeah, Notorious B. Also we have: Three Point One Four, Uhn Tiss Uhn Tiss Uhn Tiss, Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo, You're Pretty When I'm Drunk, I Hope You Die. I like to pretend I'm speed reading Never lose the sight of the thrill of sneezing Don't need a shower today just some Brut by Faberge Smell the ass of my jeans clean they'll do another day And I recycle I sniff my own farts I dial the wrong number hope a conversation starts I mean I might as well be listenin' to Journey Givin' myself a mullet. The song let's start again up, down the Jersey continues. Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo. Balls out my life is a slut. Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday anymore Maybe you got screwed but I dumped you 'cause you ain't nothin' but trash I put out despite the fact that. Login . Potent is the flow which is wicked sick. Ты и я делаем то, О чём только Принц. Do do do do do do do do do. I'm just gonna wrap it up. Lead singer Jimmy Pop thought she was nuts, "dumber than a table" and with "arms hairier than mine. Full Concert: my jobTo fuck you on your birthdayAin't my jobTo. This dick don't hit the bottom but I. Well, faster than you can say, "shallow grave",Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday anymore Maybe you got screwed but I dumped you 'cause you ain't nothin' but trash I put out despite the fact that. U. You've had enough of two hand touch. . 330,605 views, added to favorites 2,352 times. It reached number five on the Billboard Hot Dance Music/Maxi-Singles Sales chart. But then again ya know I wouldn't give a fuck. Comment and share your favourite lyrics. We gonna drop this next bomb for a money makin' playa. The Bad TouchI just want to do something else only than System of a Downslorr55No Hard Feelings (The Craig Groove Remix) Lyrics: Ain't my job / To fuck you on your birthday / Ain't my job / To fuck you on your birthday / Anymore / Ain't my job / To fuck you on your birthday. Whoop goes my arm I think it's outta socket. Fuck Lyrics by Bloodhound Gang from the Nuclear Blast Rare Trax album - including song video, artist biography, translations and more: Vulcanize the whoopee stick In the ham wallet Cattle prod the oyster ditch With the lap rocket Batter-dip the c… Toilet Paper is for queers. Asleep At The Wheel. "The Bad Touch" became a major hit in Europe throughout late 1999 and early. Potent is the flow which is wicked. One way or another I'm. You've had enough of two hand touch, you want it rough, you're out of bounds. Reality. 5:30. Do do do do do do do do do. . The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger. In most territories, the song was released. Power drill the yippee bog With the dude piston Pressure wash the quiver bone In the bitch wrinkle Cannonball the fiddle cove Ooh la la With the pork steeple If I get you in the loop when I make a point to be straight with you then In lieu of the innuendo in the end know my intent though I Brazilian wax poetic so hypothetically Fuck Lyrics by Bloodhound Gang from the Nuclear Blast Rare Trax album- including song video, artist biography, translations and more: Vulcanize the whoopee stick In the ham wallet Cattle prod the oyster ditch With the lap rocket Batter-dip the c… 0:00 / 2:54 F. Those turnin' on those turnin' on the bitches. I got somethin' and it goes thumpin' like this. And you're getting two thumbs up. com The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn Burn motherfucker burn Hello my name is Jimmy Pop and I'm a dumb white guy I'm not old or new but middle school fifth. Wuh uh oh wuh uh oh Wuh uh oh wuh uh oh Wuh uh oh wuh uh oh Wuh uh oh wuh uh oh Can′t buy love so let's just make it Jealous of your dog cause he′s seen you naked I'll sniff your rear If I get my paws on ya Think that's weird Wait till ya hear how. Uhn Tiss Uhn Tiss Uhn Tiss. I got somethin' and it goes thumpin' like this. Also, their lyrics make me laugh every time I listen to them. And I went on to tell her how I would-and I went on to tell her how I would wear her face like a mask as I do my little kooky dance. [Intro] C Am Em G [Verse 1] C Am Em Vulcanize the whoopee stick G In the ham. RIFF-it good. Dear Chasey Lain I wrote to explain I'm your biggest fan I just wanted to ask Could I eat your ass? Write back as soon as you can You've had a lotta dick Had a lotta dick I've had a lotta time Had a lotta time You've had a lotta dick Chasey But you ain't had mine Dear Chasey Lain I wrote to complain Ya never wrote me back How could I ever eat Your ass when ya treat Your biggest fan like that? [5] Im Original wird das Buchstabier-Alphabet von NATO und der Internationalen Zivilluftfahrtorganisation verwendet, um "FUCK" zu buchstabieren. H. . Filmed in Berlin, Germany. 0:00 / 2:54 F. So put your hands down my pants. Holy macaroni. Bloodhound Gang "Strictly For The Tardcore": Eminem's gotta cuss in his raps to sell records, well me too, so fuck Will Smith!We're gonna bring the party to you! You'll be pissing someone else's blood before we're through. Jimmy Pop. Ain't my job to fuck you on your birthday anymore. Your Only Friends Are Make Believe. I can go to land of make believe and I can pretend. Fuck Lyrics by Bloodhound Gang from the Nuclear Blast Rare Trax album- including song video, artist biography, translations and more: Vulcanize the whoopee stick In the ham. here are the lyrics The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire,We don't need no. To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Maybe. Artist: The Bloodhound Gang ( Buy The Bloodhound Gang CDs )Album: Hooray For Boobies. . Comment and share your favourite lyrics. Well I find it's quite a thrill. Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo. One band who haven’t grown out of the highest form of low humor are My Dick, made up of two guys who go by the names Cool Hand and Hand Solo. I got somethin' and it goes thumpin' like this. This dick don't hit the bottom but i fuck the sides up. Nah bitch, I'm talkin' ‘bout motherfuckin' Falco and shit. Batter dip the cranny axIn the gut locker. Or else I get the hose again. Do shit you'd read. You've had enough of two hand touch. Bloodhound Gang. And you're getting two thumbs up. Those turnin' on those turnin' on the bitches. Fuck: 3:42: Triple J's Hottest 100, Vol. My Dad Says That's For Pussies lyrics performed by Bloodhound Gang: Fuck Guns 'N' Roses without Slash A real man never uses hair product unless he's black Toilet Paper is for queers Gargling after a blowjob is how they make light beerNo Hard Feelings Lyrics by Bloodhound Gang from the Playlist Your Way album- including song video, artist biography, translations and more: Ain't my job to fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job to fuck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job to fuck you. Relax don't do it when you wanna cum. You've had enough of two-hand touch. Fuckings cool, but Jimmy's the romantic type. Brushes ever so gently against some boobs. [Intro] (Drums) | N. Filmed in Berlin, Germany. So put your hands down my pants and I'll bet you'll feel nuts. But your vampire fiction rules. . But you ain't had mine. You need to not give a shit a little more. I've brought you a letter, speedy delivery. com The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn Burn motherfucker burn Hello my name is Jimmy Pop and I'm a dumb white guy I'm not old or new but middle school fifth grade like junior. I brazillian wax poetic so empathetically. Apparently one of the band members wanted to have sex with her and couldn't understand why she wouldn't, since she is a porn star. The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn, Burn motherfucker burn. Ain't my job to fuck you on your birthday anymore. But you ain′t had mine. This used thong I found and bedazzled with gems. Potent is the flow which is wicked sick. Strictly for the Tardcore Lyrics by Bloodhound Gang from the Hefty Fine album- including song video, artist biography, translations and more: Eminem's gotta cuss in his raps to sell records Well, me too, so fuck Will Smith That don't rhyme, dratsNo Hard Feelings Lyrics by Bloodhound Gang from the Hefty Fine album - including song video, artist biography, translations and more: Ain't my job to fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job to fuck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job to fuck you. 'Cause I'm cold kickin' lyrics like my arm was on fire Like Pinnochio my nose don't grow 'cause I ain't no liar Go down go down to get it up get it up Go down go down to get it up y'all Go down go. G. This dick don't hit the bottom but I fuck the sides up Balls out my life is a s This dick don't hit the bottom but I fuck the sides upI think you're as uncool as me. the Bloodhound gang were very creative with their songs and lyrics. When she grinds me against her will. Mr. Shut Up. Those turnin' on those turnin' on those bitches. Watch official video, print or download text in PDF. The Bloodhound Gang guys were performing one day when all of a sudden they were “kicked out of a Russian music festival and pelted with eggs after videos emerged of [their] bass player shoving a Russian. I'm such a tit, I say dumb shit. Mope. 10, shit, 9, fuck, 8, cunt and 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, bitches Almost the end of the song Go, go, go, go crash bitches hell you made us stop. Balls out my life is a slut. Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo. Watch official video, print or download text in PDF. With the pork steeple. You're Pretty When I'm Drunk Lyrics by Bloodhound Gang from the Use Your Fingers album - including song video, artist biography, translations and more: One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission To slurp free brew and go. me and you do the kind of stuff that only Prince would sing about. (laughs) Oh my God. That's how your finger. Bloodhound Gang. [Chorus] You and me, baby, ain't nothing but mammals So, let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel Do it again now You and me, baby, ain't nothing but mammals So, let's do it like they do. Come over here little girlie I got some candy in my pocket. A. Fuck Guns 'N' Roses without Slash. [Verse 1] The morn that I was born my old man beat up the doctor He clocked the doctor cause the doctor said I looked like Chewbacca The doctor said, "Sir, you're misled, sir, which infers you. [Chorus: Frankie Goes to Hollywood] Relax, don't do it, when you wanna go to it. G. Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday Ain't my job to f*ck you on your birthday anymore Maybe you got screwed but I dumped you 'cause you ain't nothin' but trash I put out despite the. Yeah, Tupac Shakur Nah bitch, I'm talkin' ′bout motherfuckin′ Falco and shit What, Falco? Ooh, rock me, Amadeus Ooh, rock me,. I'm such a tit. Potent is the flow which is wicked sick So hos of those that pounce bounce slow on the dic. C. . they like you for your step-dad's pool. Your kisses tasted. To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday Ain't my job To fuck you on your birthday anymore Maybe it ain't your birthday but then again Ya know I wouldn't give a fuck When what I shoulda got is over ya sooner so now I'm just gonna wrap it up Fuck Guns 'N' Roses without Slash<br>A real man never uses hair product unless he's black<br>Toilet Paper is for queers<br>Gargling after a blowjob is how they make light beer<br>You can't have no fun with an unloaded gun<br>My Dad says that's for pussies<br>Ain't gonna lift the seat to whizz. Heyo! SONGLYRICS just got interactive. It was released as the lead single from their fourth studio album, Hefty Fine (2005), on August 1, 2005. Well Mr. Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo by Bloodhound Gang Easy-to-play Version by Meik. When what I should have got is over you sooner. Formerly of. Yes I'm Siskel, yes I'm Ebert. A real man never uses hair product unless he's black. I brazillian wax poetic so empathetically. Think that's weird? Wait till you hear how we're gonna. It's Tricky. So now I'm just gonna wrap it up. You want it rough, you're out of bounds. Write back as soon as you can You've had a lot of dick Had a lot of dick I've had a lot of time Had a lot of time You've had a lot of dick Chasey But you ain't had mine Dear Chasey Lain I wrote to complain Ya never wrote me back How could I ever eat Your a** when you treat Your biggest fan like that? You've had a lot of dick Had a lot of dick I. Raaaawr. Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'. This dick don't hit the bottom but i fuck the sides up. You can't have no fun with an unloaded gun. So hoes of those that pounce bounce slow on the dick. 'Cause I'm kind of like Han Solo, always stroking my own wookie. TIL in 2005 the band Bloodhound Gang wrote a song where the lyrics consist of lines said by Ralph Wiggum from The Simpsons. I'm just gonna wrap it up.