Apple pie cowboy toothpaste

Apple pie cowboy toothpaste Lyrics

How many wrong turns can I make (can i make?)
I'd give a million dollars just to see her smile on top of me
But if she won't give it up
Well that's O.K (can I make?)
I never liked that drunk ass 12-year old b**ch anyway

When she does it's on
There she goes
She's p**sin on my floor

How many trips to the E.R will it take (will it take?)
She gets her stomach pumped and runs to buy another case of
the Michelob cause the Lonestar just won't do
And the beer tastes awfully used
St. Ides and even Special Brew

When she does it's on
There she goes
She's p**sing on my floor

(Insert Hi-fi Hard Core Supa-Dupa Fly Gangsta Rap here)
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Just clap your hands everybody
and everybody clap your hands
we're lambda lambda lambda and
Omega Mu
We come here on stage tonight
To do our show for you
We got rockin rhythm
And a high tech sound
That'll make you move your body down to the ground
We got poindexter on the violin
And Lewis and Gilbert will be joining in
We got Booger Pressley playin mean guitar
And a rap by little old me, Lamar
We got Tashii beating on his gong
The boys and the mu's are clappin along
And just when you thought you seen it all
Along comes Jolly Green
Six feet tall!
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When she does it's on
There she goes
She's p**sing on my floor

When she does it's on
There she goes
She's p**sing on my floor

When she does it's on
There she goes
She's p**sing on my floor

When she does it's on
There she goes
She's p**sing on my floor