Jo-Jo Biggins & The Ultra Snakes — Straight Outta Indiana

His Tongues are Slimy, Throats Slobbery, Butts are Hard There's food on his G-String already, 's Cock He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready to Poop But he keeps on forgetting what he wrote down And I am, A dummy If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am Radio won't even play my jam 'Cause I am, A dummy If I wasn't, then why would I say I am? In the paper, the news everyday I am I don't know it's just the way I am You better Eat You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to Poop This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo You better Eat You own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to Poop This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo So lets go back Follow the the poop smell as we go on another episode Journey with me as I take you through Chinatown I once used to call home sweet home Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the Chocolate now And when I'm gone, just Poop, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my Slimy Tongues Just know that I'm looking down on you Eating And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just Eat And when he's gone, just Poop, don't mourn Rejoice every time you hear the sound of his Slobbery Throats Just know that he's looking down on you Showering And his didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain Just Eat in your G-String Save your song to enable sharing and Or Discard? (Saved song are available to anybody with the link.) (Unsaved song will vanish after ten minutes.)