F*ck your mother of f*ck. Everyone's cracking up.
The guy on the telly said there's a storm brewing everyone's fighting, everyone's screwing.
Sometimes it's who you know, a shot of gin and a line of blow.
You wanna get on?
It's the last locking door.
You'll get what you want and maybe, maybe some more.
Is that your wife on the phone asking when you'll be home?
White hot heat to snap-froze cold.
Bet you thought it'd all turn to gold.
I can hear you plead through the wall.
Keep it down, trying to score.
Again and again all the men that I know why don't you just date a f*cking boozy music loving f*cking ho?
Cut to the chase.
You've got it written all over your face.
Cut to the chase.
You gotta f*ck it off.
F*ck it off!
F*ck it off post haste!!
Gazoonga Attack - Muthafuk It Off Lyrics
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F*ck your mother of f*ck. Everyone's cracking up.
The guy on the telly said there's a storm brewing everyone's fighting, everyone's screwing.
Sometimes it's who you know, a shot of gin and a line of blow.
You wanna get on?
It's the last locking door.
You'll get what you want and maybe, maybe some more.
Is that your wife on the phone asking when you'll be home?
White hot heat to snap-froze cold.
Bet you thought it'd all turn to gold.
I can hear you plead through the wall.
Keep it down, trying to score.
Again and again all the men that I know why don't you just date a f*cking boozy music loving f*cking ho?
Cut to the chase.
You've got it written all over your face.
Cut to the chase.
You gotta f*ck it off.
F*ck it off!
F*ck it off post haste!!
The guy on the telly said there's a storm brewing everyone's fighting, everyone's screwing.
Sometimes it's who you know, a shot of gin and a line of blow.
You wanna get on?
It's the last locking door.
You'll get what you want and maybe, maybe some more.
Is that your wife on the phone asking when you'll be home?
White hot heat to snap-froze cold.
Bet you thought it'd all turn to gold.
I can hear you plead through the wall.
Keep it down, trying to score.
Again and again all the men that I know why don't you just date a f*cking boozy music loving f*cking ho?
Cut to the chase.
You've got it written all over your face.
Cut to the chase.
You gotta f*ck it off.
F*ck it off!
F*ck it off post haste!!