Like stink on **** Or a baby on a *** What I also get Is he refuses to quit Because he won’t admit That he’s not fit Not one bit Until his *** gets lit
Like stink on **** Or a baby on a *** Butter on a biscuit A cut of beef as in brisket We know that he’ll risk it By relying on his wit But that will not acquit Him from the time he’s gonna get
Like stink on **** Or a baby on a *** The accent on a Brit What you see is what you get It’s a comedy skit The swamp and the pit Unfortunately both fit See he ain’t worth spit
Like stink on **** Or a baby on a *** A joint that’s lit He’s as high as it gets But he has tweet fits And a thing for glitz See he’s gonna get blitzed Because of his trysts