1. |
Spam Mail
02:28
|
|||
jeff handin out hate mail
he has yet to post bail
he be slower than a snail
man ridin my tail
bumper lookin stale
ride all night
lookin for a fight
found spam in the park tonight
take my spam
smells like ham
be a lamb
and take my spam
spam mail
veggie tale
lucy hale
lookin pale
middle name andy
sweet like candy
rat shirt from sandy
rich came in handy
feelin fine and dandy
all this spam mail
don’t eat that danG kale
letgo sale
think I broke a nail
fighting jeff the alpha male
he makes my heart sail
in a bucket not a pail
SPAM MAIL
|
||||
2. |
Bye Bye Bumper
01:08
|
|||
took a left
faced with theft
he wasn’t lookin
now i’m here cookin
slam in the bumper
hop out like thumper
that bumper? I dumped her
she gone
like the lawn
the fawn has the right of way
welcome to hell
speed tabulay for dos
feelin real gross
bye bye bumper
enjoy ur slumper
|
||||
3. |
||||
4. |
Ode 2 Henri
01:51
|
|||
This song is dedicated to a special man who fuckinnnnn uhhhhhhhhh requested this song. This song is 4 u Henri
He goes to Johns Hopkins
He doesn't look like marry poppins
Cauliflower ear
Makes me shed a tear
A good man
Probably doesn't drive a van
Wears a yellow beanie
He's not a meanie
Looks a lil bit like caillou
Not creepy like weilou
Got them big ass boots
Toot toots
See him a lot at ffc
Makes me wanna shout with glee
Plays music really loud
Did Jesus have a shroud
Led Zeppelin is a bop
Bop to the top
Looks like a dad
Not just a tad
Lent us his frat boy shirts
Rupsas wine went splurts
Dry clean that shit
Into an apple I bit
He said he'd buy the album
Natasha likes to squeeze his bum
Squeeze on halloweekend at wawa
I said ha ha
Gotta ask for permission
Don't put the key into ignition
Big booty big booty
My loops are a little fruity
Hey Henri buy this album please
We are poor black lung make me wheeze
Henri you're a good man and I respect you and I don't pinch your butt I like your caillou hat rat a tat tat
|
||||
5. |
serviNg ur communTiTTY
02:25
|
|||
He lookkinnnnn like a wailou
He lookinnnn like a caillou
He lookinn likeaaaaa snacc in them big ass boots
Woof mommy
Plz don't call me
Waeilou kinda creepy
Alarm clock goes beepy
Go to class in my pajamas yo
Lookin like a snacc with that miñion flow
.8 GPA
that's kinda cray
I hate school
Not too cool
I miss community service
Hey I'm feelin kinda nervous
My ribs hurt
Squirt squirt
Skateboard in the parking lot
Ripped my pants what a Thot
Susie crane brings me new ones
I hope Jim didn't see my buns
Rolled up in the isavan
Can I pull the weeds yes I can
Sell a wheelbarrow of weed
I think I peed
A bulldozer of weed
Yea that's what I need
Paint the parking lot lines
Rather be working in the mines
Wash the car
I need to cover myself in tar
Bad looking mulch
Take the cheetah and poach
|
||||
6. |
YIKES YA'IGHT
01:54
|
|||
feelin a lil bored
made our way to lord (and taylor)
lana del rey the new messiah
move tf over mariah
lady in cheese cock ask if i’m in line
I say can you fuck off im tryna dine
this cake is mine
gimme a receipt
or you gonna get eat
try on some dresses
they looked like messes
sat in a booth
stinky like a rotten tooth
smell like garbage
ew
ew
ew
burping
ew
farding
ew
my nipples are inverted
to judaism I converted
sit in the flower box
havin some deep talks
merry foxmas
somebody toucha my spaghet
can I get a fuckin uhhhh
hello flavor
do me a favor
uninvert my nipples i’m really self conscious about it I don’t know what i do I feel unloveable looking at my physical appearance I wonder how anybody could love such a monstrous tiddy. anyone else out there with inverted nipples call me up I needa talk this out
boutta go pout
gimme some clout
shout
I GOT GOUT
YIKES YA'IGHT
|
||||
7. |
ode to C.U.P
00:19
|
|||
8. |
ear_tuMORE
01:52
|
|||
I think I have an ear tumor
It's not just a rumor
Ball in my ear
Causing me fear
Tryna watch Star Wars with chicken boi
Mi hoi min yoi
Gimme some money
It's not funny
I'm broke
I look like a bloke
Spend it all on chocolate
CHAWCLATE
Ihop
John hop
Where's my waffle
I eat falafel
Bad service
Making me nervous
Bellgeeanne waffllè
Falafelé
Golden brown meets silver screen
Yea I deal lean
The plot sweetens
Chicken boi handed me some tens
Sugar papi
Your dog looks a little moppy
Copped a new bra
Ooh la la
Merry crisis
Take a look at sis
Grades galore
Susie crane looks at the floor
Refreshingly responsible
My future is not foreseeable
For those who thirst for adventure
Dad tongue is a business venture
Southern style chicken tenders
Stroke me tender
I take dad tongue very seriously
I wasn't into making music previously
I'm going to drop out of college and become famous
This mission is treacherous
We're basically celebrities
Feelin strong like Hercules
Dad tongues the best
Boi don't test
My patience
I'm feelin this latency
We're not a cult
If you think we are I'll shock you with a dog collar and give you an electric jolt
Dad tongue 4ever
Shouts out to Susie crane and chicken boi for the lyrical help
|
||||
9. |
||||
This song is dedicated to a lovely man who requested this song. Natashalingus this ones 4 u
Ffc
Makes me go knee wee eee eee
Do you have the number for heru
I don't know does it have a zero
Rupsa poopsa got food poisoning
The food probably underwent a moistening
ER at 9 o clock
Gimme some cheese cock
Imma sign that check like Hancock
Rock a bye baby
She's a fine lady
Sketchy chicken
Ain't no finger lickin
I ordered a boneless Isabelle
Hey can't you tell
Big salad leaves
Reminds me of mine craft Stevez
Big ol pick axe
Your lip needs a wax
Dry rice wife rice
Don't have to say it thrice
Cold ice cream
Cold like my heart lemme do my part
Grilled cheese is ok
Makes me say BOKAY
Spoons in my chocolate
Lemme fondle it
I like chocolate balls
Weird mannequins in malls
People think we're high
Me oh my
We act like this all the time
Stop lookin or I'll throw a lime
Stuff ketchup in the purple jacket
Egg in the drawer don't crack it
Drop my baby off a building splat
Smells bad rat a tat tat
The police frat
Fine me for my hand rails
Pick at your police car with my nails
Natasha is a good man
I'm a fan
Cheesy knuckle
My buckle
Flaccid
Pka of an acid
Noodlè
Michael buble
Hey Ffc
Why are you stealing my net neutrality
The internet should be free it's a right that everyone has. This is ridiculous you can't withhold the internet from people who can't afford it
|
||||
10. |
||||
sat on the toilet
and what did I see
it was hepatitis
staring back at me
with wide green eyes and a smile of the wild
now i’m cursed as a hepatitis child
hepatitis C, hepatitis A
all of them plagued across my bod-ay
the stalls and the walls
had numbers to call
the floor and the door
left me wanting more
a lack of soap
and i feel unclean
hepatitis startin to look real mean
you know what your boy boutta do
fre she vacado
|
||||
11. |
muGAYum
00:53
|
|||
12. |
Ode to the UFO
01:57
|
|||
lit up in the night sky
round like big pizza pie
saucy saucer
take me aboard
where I can be a slumlord
I wanna be adored
extra terrestrial
probe my gastro intentestinals
BLEEP BOOP BA BA BOOP BEEP
(scat)
|
||||
13. |
Slob on my caT
01:06
|
|||
Slob on my cat
Cause it's all that
Check in with me
And do ya job
Lay on the bed
And give me head
Don't have to ask
Don't have to beg
Weilou is his name
Sex aint my game
Let's call the home boiz
Let's run a train
Squeeze on my toes
Lick on my elbow
That natural wailou lick
Plz don't touch
First find a brody
Second find a foot
Third find a hoodie to hide ya hoe face
Four leaf clover
I said cheesecock leftover
Started to knock then came the odor
Smelled like mush
Shoulda had a whoosh
Told him to stop and clean the toosh
He looked like pickle rick
So I didn't want the dick
So I bounced out and never came back
Like corn on the cob
Check in with me, and do your job
Lay on the bed, and give me head
Don't have to ask, don't have to beg
Juicy is my name
Sex is my game
Let's call the boys, let's run a train
Squeeze on my nuts
Lick on my butt
The natural curly hair, please don't touch
First find a mate
Second find a place
Third find a bag, to hide the ho face
Real name rover
I said bend over
I started to knock, then came the odor
Smelled like mush
Shouldn't had a whoosh
Told her to stop, and take a dush
While she did that
I didn't want the cat
So I found out and never came back
|
Streaming and Download help
If you like dad tongue, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp