Boss AC Bonus song lyrics

Bruce lee pack punches like brown bag lunches

He get busy on the bad guy now why you wanna flow fly

Float like a butterfly sting you in the sphincter

I got flavor like jolly rancher be taking you out like cancer

Always got the answer I'm easy on the eye kid

Candy's what I taste like you're like a Madonna hybrid

Booty booty that's right be taking you out on fight night

Be flippin smith barney outa the back of the coupe your pants droop

Baggy baggy britches i'll be leavin you in stitches

I knew this chic in pasadena'd grant me sixty-nine wishes

Now you're waiting on your savior trying to change your behavior

Cause nineteen ninety nine be rollin out the box soon exavior

Hollander the prostitute be booty bangin out the chute

Be lookin good in a three piece honey but baby you're so wack you got

Bones

Skeletons in the closet

Everybody's got some

But seein is believin and I think I've seen enough of your bones

Stick it in your wallet call it whatever you want to call it

In the business they call me sire I ain't ready to retire

Buster good stuff baby baby oh you drive me crazy

I been shaving my pussy clean for years cause that's the way you likes

Button down I'm off the hook marylin manson got the look

You wanna party with ole king pancho you know that I am the head honcho

Oh yeah I'm ready ready now get set don't fret my punch goes pow

I'm a lover not a buster baby don't kick me in my nuts I got bones

Pussy gonna getcha if you don't watch it it'll let ya

Throw your pride right down the drain you got that pussy on the brain

Babylon five Mr. goodbar in bangelamaine chasing the dragon your wagons sagging I think you know what I'm sayin

I'm saying your fishin for fanny spankin your