[Intro]
Yeah, let'em...
Yeah, let'em nice and breezy motherfuckers
[Verse]
What you looking for nigga?
Oh hold it, stop
What the fuck you mean u don't have the headphones on?
You...You
This song is called...
This song is called Bacon Skin, hit me
It's dedicated to my first wife
Her name is, oh Lord, Cloreen
She's just phat, hit me
To nasty
I said now
You.., Bacon Skin
Just phat, but you know where it's at
I wish you was thin
Cloreen Bacon Skin
Brotch, you can't fuck with that, look out
And the band said
And look out, said
Wait a minute, I said
Bacon Skin, hit me
Sexy
Don't touch no.., don't U touch snare or cymbal
U just tap, good God
I want to sing to this girl
I said baby, wait a minute
We're all alone
You try to make love
Somebody call U on the phone
I don't know what his name is
But I know, I know this is life
But that, that's real, baby, you know life
Cloreen Bacon Skin, wait a minute
Oh good God, I saidWait a minute
Oh, and the band said
Nice and breezy, nice and breezy, come on I said
Once more on the one, come on
And the band said
That's alright, that's alright
You old motherfucker, you a senior citizen, look out
You can't fuck with me
I'll drive you to the ground
OK,open the hi hat, here we go
Rumbling, rumbling, yes
Keep that pocket, don't get excited, come on
Yeah, come on, said splash
Good God
Everybody say Cloreen Bacon Skin
Everybody say
You can't fuck with that
Eruption in your face
I'm to sexy, I'm to sexy, sexy one in the place, good God
I'm sexy, love sexy right down to my seat belt, good Lord
And I'm sexy, good God, with the bacon meat
Pork meat, close the hi hat, come on say
I can smell that shit
That's nasty, to nasty
You all let me go, look out
Good God, nasty bass
Good mother, eruption in your face
Good God, look out said
Cloreen, I got something for you
What's the matter, don't you like me?
I'm not to old
Splash, oh shit!
Oh shit
I can't stand it, I can't stand it
When I look in the mirror
And I see this ugly face, good God
I just want to run, I want to run over to your place, yes
I want to see, good God, someone that's uglier than...
I said, I said uglier than me
Uglier than me
Cloreen Bacon Skin
Nice and breezy, look out now
I said fellas, what's the word?
Fellas, what's the word?
Look out
Bacon Skin, come on, splash
What you going to do with that?
Everybody, everybody come on, dance
Everybody come on, dance
We ain't going to put no more instruments on this
Just me and Bacon Skin
Alright, Cloreen's brother on drum, look out
Oh shit, my hat done fell off
Oh, somebody going to see my bald spot
Good God, I don't care
I got Bacon Skin
Bacon Skin on my plate, good God
I want to love you
Cloreen, why you want to make me wait?
I want to get sexy, I said
Oh Lord, I said
I want to get sexy
Cloreen, come on, get down
Come on, splash
Come on, good God
Cloreen's brother Alfred
Alfred, Alfred, I need you yo talk yo me some, come on
Alfred, good
Come on, Alfred, talk to me now
I want to...I got to hear you say, say Alfred
I can't hear you, come on, talk to me now
Alfred, come on, talk to me now
Come on, Bacon Skin
Alfred, do you hear me talking to you?
Alfred, don't, don't ignore me
Say nigga, say
Talk to me, come on, come on, talk
What you need, what you need?
You want to, You want to open your hat?
You want to open your hat? Well open it up, come on, get down
Yes!
Come on
The volcano erupt in your face, good God
Oh Lord, old and nasty
Alfred, talk to me Alfred, come on
Oh Lord, I can't stand it
Talk to me Alfred, come on
There you go, come on, Lord
Alfred
Everybody else come on and dance, good God
Come on, everybody dance
Alfred, come on and dance
Dance
I can't stand it, I can't stand it, oh dance
Oh Lord
Alfred, jump up on the bell, come on, let's go, good God
Good God, oh shit
Old motherfucker say, I want to say
We going take it home, yes we is
Rumbling, look out
You can't fuck with that shit, yes
Turn it up one time, come on, I said dance
Shit, oh Lord
Look out, I'm outta place, I can't stand it
I said uh
I want to see some of the Bacon Skin
Cloreen, Cloreen
You can't fuck with that, talk to me Alfred, come on
And the drummer say
Oh shit, Alfred
Well, where the hand claps at?
Good God, Alfred
We don't burn the house down
Burn it down, burn it down, come on, come on
Say Alfred!
We don't burn the house down, we got to go
We don't burn it down, we got to go
What can you say after that?
Sexy, come on, come on
Everybody get sexy
Cloreen, I want to talk to you
Cloreen, oh Lord
Cloreen, you are the ugliest woman that I've ever seen
I'm not living
Baby, there's one thing the Lord loves the truth
And baby, you one ugly motherfucker
I'm not lying to you
U know the Lord loves the truth, don't you?
Well, why the hell can't you take a bath?
Cloreen Bacon Skin
Nice and breezy
We don't need no instruments
To funky in here
Get sexy
Everybody get sexy
Yes, old nasty
This funk ain't going no place
Cuz it's old, it's old and sexy
Cloreen Bacon Skin
Pound on the floor tom one time, come on
Yes
We going to go to the jungle one time
We going to go to the jungle, good God
Go to the jungle one time, good God, said
And the band say one time
Good God, band said
Blisters, I got some blisters, good God
All my brothers and sisters, good God
Bacon Skin, good God
Everybody come on
Everybody
Bacon Skin
Alfred, we got to get the hell out of here
Oh Lord
Let's go over, yo, let's, let's...
So where you live Alfred?
Is this where you live? Oh shit
This is a nasty place, this is nasty
Everybody
This is nasty Alfred
I like it, I like it
We can't stay here, we got to go
We got to go, Alfred
Oh shit, to funky
We got to go, Alfred
You got any old James Brown records? Huh?
Good God, everybody, Lord
[Outro]
Come on Alfred, pack your shit
We got to get the hell outta here
Open the hat one time, put on your hat, come on
Yes, oh shit
Put on your hat, good God
Oh Lord, jump up on the bell, Alfred, come on, get your coat
Yes!
That's a nice coat,Alfred
How much you pay for that?
That much, huh?
Yeah, I like it
You are glad I like it, huh?
Yes
Oh shit
I said oh Lord
Put on your boots, Alfred
Let's go
