Get hoopty, baby
C’mon get hoopty!
GE’IN HOOPTY WIDDIT
Life ain’t nothin’ but bitches and hos.
Whadda ya know?
Where do I go?
Someone tell me please
I am on my knees
You know I gotta sneeze
Sheez-Louise!!
I am just too drunk to care
In the air
Over there
Where?
In my underwear
I think I see a bear
With long hair
Sitting in a chair
Playing truth or dare
Poopoo peepee pare
Tubba toodoo tare
Googoo geegee gare
I swear
I’ll take that with a side of coleslaw
Hee-haw
I’m a donkey
Some say a jack-ass
I don’t eat wheatgrass
But I do read Sass…….
E!!!
It’s sassy
Tallahasse Lassy
Down in F-L-A
N.W.A.
W.W.F.
How ’bout that Swedish chef
I’m gettin’ def
Bustin’ a freestyle
And all the while
I gots a smile
Why?
Cuz I’m ge’in hoopty.
Get hoopty, baby
C’mon get hoopty!
