T'uela Me La Pela Lyrics - Scabs

Now on the runway in la 

The girls be catching vapors and its strictly hey hey 

And I say hey hey and they say who you 

And I say that I'm the man they callin mrs. Doodoo 

And they say why's that and I say well cause 

Cause all the good good loving mrs. Doodoo does 

And they say bullshit and I say check my creds 

And when you're done checking I'll be all tucked into beds 

With your girlfriend so what you think about that 

And they say damnit Mrs. Doodoo how come you so whack 

I say it's easy for a man like me 

To give a girl a little extra TLC 

And they say ah ha and I say oomh mhoo 

And they say later Mrs. doodoo and I say later to you too 

And while I'm saying that you can check with this 

And here's a little something for you that you don't wanna miss 

You say whatever like you're so clever 

Well honey that and a dollar'll get you nowhere never 

Damn that's heavy check my chevy 

I'm strictly big boot banging baby down on the levy 

I'm like mambo when I jamma 

I'm like the hulk strictly radiating heavy duty gamma 

Radiation cross the nation 

Oh I can see you can't relate you're strictly into masturbation 

Work part time at the Guggenheim 

I write the whack pack rhymes then its miller time 

Chilly chillin like Mathew Dillon 

Swillin ampicillin and killin all the villians in my urine 

I'm from Port Huron I've got my cure on 

Hanging out in Charlottesville with Mr. Clive Van Buron 

Eaten Actifed to get up in my acid head 

You probably suck so much cock cause you were bottle fed 

Yeah its a pity and kind of shitty 

Being the head of the itty bitty titty committee 

Yo I'm nondescript slightly pussy whipped 

Undertipped I'm not but well equipped I am so 

Baby the tips the good stuff no this ain't no kid's bluff 

You got to eat your wheaties up so you can hang and hang tough 

Kid just pull your pants up yeah you little cricket 

Check the weiz we call the snizz and watch him get wicked 

This ain't no small cock jam rock like woodstock 

No babe its the booty shakin dancefloor breaking bomb rock 

Yeah you little cow chip you just might need a pink slip 

Give your self a fat lip eating all that bean dip 

We get the booty shaking hearts we be breaking 

Taking it to the limit gimmie that hash brownie your baking 

We got that groovy movie do it to me Suzie beat 

Busting out the club like it was fucking easy street 

You know its easy for the kid and its easy for my crew 

To make up a jam so funky it'd make the wutang drool 

Not that we're better than the rest its just that we're badder 

Than the best we are the Scabs the fucking finger rocking freeform freak fest yes