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"Hello?" "Yeah, you give sax lessons?" "Not at this time at night" "Why not this time of the night?" "I'm only up at this time of night" "I play music of the night" "No, no, I'm not awake in the day" "Read my lips, scary " "Aww man, why you guys in the goddamn yellow pages then?" "The fuckin, the goddamn, what's it?" "No, it's the Weekly" "In parentheses, "No gig too scary" " "And that's just what I am, scary" Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane Nah, bitch, Super Balls, is the name And I come from a far away planet Southwest Del Ray, goddamn it And it's the land of the smog filled maniacs Super Balls, and concrete nut sacks You know that bag lady skank that always bothers you I'm here to fuck her yo, it's what I do So tell me where the hoes is at The fat loopy bitches with the lumpy backs Super Balls ain't scared of a fuckin thing Hold your belly up Letras de cancionesAnd I'll stick you with my super wang So who's next? The bitch with the rubber eye It won't shut, and now she can't find a guy It scared everybody off, so I guess my duty calls Bitch, They call me Super Balls Ain't no bitch too fat Naw, none Ain't no bitch too wack Naw baby naw Ain't no bitch too ugly Whoo! For Super Balls whooh whoop! (x2) I met a girl looked a lot like a turkey So I fucked her and her neden went blalala Cause I could give a motherfuck about looks I just jock up another one for the books I know this bitch fat round like a beachball You can roll her up, and bounce her off the wall We played ball, shoot hoops, she can hold steady Then I stick my ding dong in the fat patty Just cause no one calls your home Don't mean that you're all alone Just call Super Balls to the rescue Now here's what I'm a do I might stick my big toe in your butthole And then tickle your neden with my other toes Ugly bitches in need, I crash through the walls Big daddy J Violent Super Balls Ain't no bitch to fat Yeah, motherfucker Ain't no bitch to wack Better ask somebody Ain't no bitch to ugly For Super Balls whooh whoop! Ain't no bitch too fat Naw, none Ain't no bitch too wack Naw baby naw Ain't no bitch too ugly Whoo! For Super Balls whooh whoop! It's a bright mid-summer day in Metropolis And there's not much news fit to televise at Galaxy Communications Where in his office Clark Kent Is monitoring the 12:00 news "Uh uh, it goes thump thump thumpin against your clit" "Harder harder!" Lois Lane, ace reporter for Galaxy Communications Opens Clark's door and looks in "When the hell do I get something out of this?" It's down, it's down with the clown Fuck fat bitches and charge by the pound I gets paid and I bought a new Lexus Cause I fucked a bitch bigger than Texas Super Balls don't care where his nuts at One night, I found 'em in your mom's butt crack You was playin Nintendo upstairs I had my dick stickin in your mom's butt hairs Granny walked in, puffing on a J Puff, my pussys turning gray She asked if I would mind dipping in the sugar walls I said it ain't no thing for Super Balls Super Balls is in the motherfucking house! Ain't no bitch too fat Naw, none Ain't no bitch too wack Naw baby naw Ain't no bitch too ugly Whoo! For Super Balls whooh whoop! (x6) From Letras Mania