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Chef’s Salty Chocolate Balls:
2 tablespoons of cinnamon,
and 2 or 3 egg whites,
a half a stick of butter, melted.
Stick it all in a bowl baby,
stir it with a wooden spoon,
mix in a cup of flour.
You’‘l be in heaven soon
Say everybody have you seen my balls they’re big and salty and brown.
If you ever need a quick pick me up, just stick my balls in your mouth.
Oh! Suck on my chocolate salty balls, put ‘em in your mouth and suck ‘em.
Suck on my chocolate salty balls, they’re packed vitamins,
and good for you, so suck on balls.
pour in a cup of unsweetened chocolate,
and a half a cup of brandy
then throw in a bag or two of sugar,
and just a pinch of vanilla,
grease up the cookie sheet.
Cause I hate when my balls stick!
then preheat the oven to 350, and give that spoon a lick!
Say everybody have you seen my balls they’re big and salty and brown.
If you ever need a quick pick me up, just stick my balls in your mouth.
Oh! Suck on my chocolate salty balls, put ‘em in your mouth and suck ‘em.
Suck on my chocolate salty balls, they’re packed full of goodness,
and high in fiber, so suck on balls.
(Chef Speaking:) sniff, sniff, hey, wait a minute, what’s that smell.
It smells like something’s burning.
Well, that don’t bother me none, as long as I get my rent paid on Friday.
Baby, you better get back in the kitchen, cause I got a sneakn’ suspition.
Oh man baby, baby, you just burnt my balls.
My balls are on fire, come on, my balls are burning, gimme some water pour some water on ‘em, o goodness, blow on them, do something
Say everybody have you seen my balls they’re big and salty and brown. (they’re on fire baby)
If you ever need a quick pick me up, just stick my balls in your mouth.
Oh! Suck on my chocolate salty balls, put ‘em in your mouth and suck ‘em. (Put ‘em out, blow on ‘em.)
suck on my balls baby,
suck on my balls baby, suck on my red hot salty chocolate balls.
Woo, woo, suck on my balls (blow, blow, blow)
Skomentuj sierpień 15th, 2007
Fuck that shit ‘ya know what I’m say’n
Give a child to my nigga’
I ain’t givin’ a child to no fuckin’ body fuck that
Big baby Jesus in the motherfuckin’ house
Ya’ know what I’m Sayin’
(roof, roof)
Fuck It
C’mon!
I don’t walk, I stalk
Livin’ foul like the Park
Shuttin’ down, underground
Streets of New York
Hawk, is what the niggas call me
‘Cause they all be
Suckin’ my dick
In my Muthafuckin’ (What)
I know half, so I laugh with ‘em
Bloodbath, when I let the fuckin’ rap hit ‘em
Full clip, but only half did ‘em
That’s all it took, another crook
Taken out, over a dirty look (What!)
I bag niggas, but niggas ?? (C’mon!)
You only takin’ a fuckin’ thing from me but hot lead
You know my style, faggot
‘Cause I’m always scheming
in jail
Niggas was holding the six screaming
Police!
But you got no piece
It was just you Big Man
And a lot of grease
All I gets is pound
‘Cause niggas want none of this
Backstreets are like track meets
‘Cause I be runnin’ this
C’mon!
Chorus:
Ain’t nowhere to run (‘cause I be running this)
Ain’t nowhere to hide (come on!)
Ain’t nowhere to go (‘cause I be running at ya)
?????
Surrounded by these colors
I see crimson, black and blue
Locking open doors again
I’m still afraid of you
Light to dark then light again
I always thought I knew
Young to old then young again
What’s left for me to do
Sister of the universe
Selecting me this time
I’m falling down upon the Earth
And singing truth in rhyme
If I was a rolling stone
I’d roll on back to you
And if I was a garden
I would bloom in black for you
Ain’t nowhere to run (‘cause I be running this)
Ain’t nowhere to hide (come on!)
Ain’t nowhere to go (‘cause I be running at ya) ???? is the soul
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
(C’mon) Ain’t nowhere to run (‘cause I be running this)
Ain’t nowhere to hide (come on!)
Ain’t nowhere to go (‘cause I be running at ya)
???is the soul
OL’ DIRTY BASTARD LYRICS:
What two motherfuckers invented
Is the craziest nigger
Ever been invented
Most know him for The Ol’ Dirty Bastard
I call him Jesus (Jesus, Jesus)
There is no obstacles that you have to jump
There’s no walls that you have to climb
This is real
This is elementary dear
Elementary Watson
Elementary
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
I ain’t no pressure on your fuckin’ wall
Necklace wearin’ bitch
Nigga I want this money ‘til it’s rich
Buy my album
Guarded by 30 Section 3
Go against the grain
I got to pee
I know you don’t recognize me now
I done cocooned
How many lighting bolts
To take the light of the fucking moon One of ‘em two of ‘em
You better get the fuck up off of me
We don’t need it
It gets more ugly
Business was trying to bust their ass
Trying to get away from me
When I said my real name
I call myself
Eatin’ a bitch, butthole
All the same, all the same, all the same
Ain’t nowhere to run (‘cause I be running this)
Ain’t nowhere to hide (come on!)
Ain’t nowhere to go (‘cause I be running at you)
?????
What motherfucker
Don’t try to psychology my shit
Mother fucker
‘Cause you never psychology it mother fucker
Never, never, never, mother fucker, never.
Skomentuj sierpień 15th, 2007
(Stan) There’s a bunch of birds in the sky..
And some deers just went running by..
Oh, the snow’s pure and white, on the earth rich and brooown..
Just a-nother sunday morning in my quiet mountain.. town!
The Sun is Shining and the Grass is Green
Under the 3 ft of snow, I mean,
This is a day where its hard to wear a frown!
All the happy people stop to say hello [get out of my way!]
Even though the temperature’s low
It’s a perfect Sunday morning in my
quiet little mountain town!
Sharon: Well, Good Morning Stan!
Stan: Mom, can I have 8 dollars to see a movie?
Sharon: A Movie? But I thought you were going Ice Skating?
Stan: But this is gonna be the best movie ever! Its a foreign film, from Canada!
Sharon: Alright, alright, here you go.. but be back for supper!
Stan: Thanks Mom!
Oh, what a picture perfect child
Just like Jesus, he’s tender and mild
He’d wear a smile if he wore a thorny crown
What an angel, with a heart so sweet and sure
and a mind so open and pure..
Thank god we live in
this quiet, redneck mountain town!
Stan: Hi, is your son home?
Mrs McCormick: I think so. HEY!
Stan: ow!
Mrs McCormick: Kenny, wake up, Kenny dammit, come on!
Kenny: I’m coming!
Stan: Kenny, the Terrance and Phillip movie is out! You wanna come?
Kenny: Sure, i’d love to, lets go!
Mrs McCormick: Where do you think you’re going?
Kenny: To the Terrace and Phillip movie!
Mrs McCormick: You can’t, you have to go to church!
Kenny: But Mom, I wanna see the movie!
Ms McCormick: Well, fine! Go ahead and miss church, and then when you die you go to hell you can answer to SATAN!
Kenny: ..okay!
(Stan) You can see your breath hanging in the air
You see homeless people, but you just don’t care!
It’s a sea of smiles in which we’d be glad to drown..
[And this movie’s gonna make our lives complete
Cos Terrance and Phillip are sweet!]
That’s right! Its Sunday morning in our
quiet, little, whitebread, redneck mountain town!
Kyle: Okay Ike, let’s try this one more time.. Kick the baby!
Ike: Don’t kick the baby!
Kyle: Kick the Baby! [Ike smashes through a window]
Stan: Kyle, we’re going to the Terrance and Phillip movie
Kyle: Oh my God, dude!
Sheila: Kyle, what’s going on?
Kyle: Nothing.. we’re going skating now.
Sheila: Oh, well take your little brother out with you!
Kyle: Aww Maa, he’s not even my real brother, he’s adopted!
Sheila: Do as I say, Kyle!
Kyle: Okay, okay, i’m sorry..
Look at those frail and fragile boys
It really gets me down!
This world is such a rotten place,
and city life’s a complete disgrace!
That’s why I moved to this
Redneck, meshugennah, quiet mountain town!
Cartman: Mom, somebody’s at the door..
Mom, somebody’s at the door, i said!
Ms Cartman: Coming, hun!
Cartman: Hey, I can’t see the TV!
News Reporter: It’s been 6 weeks since Saddam Hussein was killed by a pack of wild boars, and the world is still glad to be rid of him..
Ms Cartman: Oh look Eric.. its your little friends!
Cartman: What are you doing here? [shows him movie ad]
Oh sweet dude! Yes! YES!
(Everyone) Off to the movies we shall go
Where we learnt everything that we know
Cos the movies teach us what parents don’t have time to say!
And this movie’s gonna make our lives complete..
Cos Terrance and Phillip are sweeeeet! [super sweet!]
Thank god we live in a quiet, little, redneck, podunk, white trash [kickass!]
U.. S.. A!
Stan: Can I have 5 tickets to ‘Terrance and Phillip: Asses of fire’, please?
Ticket Clerk: ..NO!
Skomentuj sierpień 13th, 2007
Well, Kyle’s mom’s a bitch, She’s a big fat bitch
She’s the biggest bitch in the whole wide world..
She’s a stupid bitch if there ever was a bitch
She’s a Bitch to all the Boys and Girls!
On Monday, she’s a bitch, on Tuesday, she’s a bitch
On Wednesdays through Saturdays, she’s a bitch..
Then on Sundays, just to be different
She’s a Super King Kamehameha.. Biatch!
Have you ever met my friend Kyle’s mom?
She’s the biggest bitch in the whole wide world..
She’s a mean old bitch, and she has stupid hair
She’s a bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch!
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
She’s a Stupid bitch!
Kyle’s mom’s a bitch, and she’s just a dirty bitch!
Talk to kids around the world..
and it might go a little bit something like this!
[Kyle’s mom’s a bitch in Chinese]
[Kyle’s mom’s a bitch in French]
[Kyle’s mom’s a bitch in Dutch]
[Kyle’s mom’s a bitch in (some kind of) African]
Have you ever met my friend Kyle’s mom?
She’s the biggest bitch in the whole wide world..
She’s a mean old bitch, and she has stupid hair
She’s a bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch!
[Shocked noise]
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch..
She’s a Stupid Bitch!
Kyle’s Mom’s a Bitch, and she’s just a dirty bitch!
I really mean it, Kyle’s Mom..
She’s a Big Fat Fucking Biiiitcchh!
Big old fat fucking bitch, Kyle’s mom
Yeah.. Chaa!
Skomentuj sierpień 13th, 2007
Shut your fucking face, Uncle Fucka..
You’re a cock sucking, ass licking, Uncle Fucka..
You’re an Uncle Fucka, yes it’s true..
Nobody fucks uncles quite like you!
Shut YOUR fucking face, Uncle Fucka..
You’re the one that fucked your uncle, Uncle Fucka..
You don’t eat or sleep, or mow the lawn..
Just fuck your uncle all day long!
[farting] Hmm.. [more farting] hahahaha!
Canadian Man: What’s going on hyah?
[more farting]
Fucka Fucka, Uncle Fucka Uncle Fucka Uncla Fucka..
Shut your fucking face, Uncle Fucka!
You’re a boner biting bastard, Uncle Fucka!
You’re an Uncle Fucka, I must say..
You fucked your uncle yesterday!
Uncle fucka, thats U, N, C, L, E, fuck, you
Uncle Fuckaaaaaaa.. suck my balls.
Skomentuj sierpień 13th, 2007
I’m goin’ down to South Park gonna have myself a time,
(Kyle + Stan) Friendly faces everwhere hubble folks without temptation,
I’m goin’ down to South Park gonna leave my woes behind,
(Cartman) Ample Parking Day or Night, people spouting, “Howdy, Neighborâ€
I’m headin’ down to South Park gonna see if I can’t unwind,
(Kenny) I like women with big vaginas. I’m also a fan of big, fat titties.
So come on down to South Park, and meet some friends of mine
Skomentuj sierpień 10th, 2007
Cowboy Timmy - Mr. Hankey The Christmas Poo Lyrics
We all know of Rudolph and his shining nose
And we all know Frosty who’s made out of snow
But all of those stories seem kind of… gay
`Cause we all know who brightens up our holiday
Mr. Hankey the Christmas Poo
Small and brown he comes from you
Sit on the toilet here he comes
Squeeze him ‘tween your festive buns
A present from down below
Spreading joy with a “Howdy-Ho!”
He’s seen the love inside of you
`Cause he’s a piece of poo
Sometimes he’s nutty
Sometimes he’s corny
He can be brown or greenish brown
(Mmmmhmmm!)
But if you eat fiber on Christmas eve
He might come to your town!
Mr. Hankey the Christmas Poo
He loves me, I love you
Therefore, vicariously he loves you!
I can make a Mr. Hankey too! (Pffffft)
Cartman: Well Kyle where is he?
Kyle: Ehh .. He’s coming!
Stan: Come on dude, push!
Kyle: Ehhhh… I’m Trying!
Cartman: Wait, wait I can see his head!
Kyle: Here he comes!
[POP!]
Mr. Hankey: Howdy Ho!
I’m Mr. Hankey the Christmas Poo
Seasons Greetings to all of you!
Let’s sing songs and dance and play
Now before I melt away.
Here’s a game I like to play
Stick me in your mouth and try to say
Howdy ho ho yum yum yum
Christmas Time has come!
Singers: Sometimes He’s runny
Sometimes he’s firm
Sometimes he practically water.
Sometimes he hangs off the end of your ass
And wont fall in the toilet
‘Cause he’s just clinging to your sphincter
And he wont drop off .. and so you shake your ass around
And try to get it to drop in the toilet and finally it does.
Mr. Hankey the Christmas Poo
When Christmas leaves he must leave too.
Flush him down but he’s never gone
His smell and his spirit linger on.
Howdy Ho!
Skomentuj lipiec 26th, 2007