Lyrics

[Intro] It's a new year, 1984, and I'm coming in through the back door All of my fans and all of my friends, it's time for me to hit the road again With a boodah-boodah-boodah-boodah Boodah-boodah-boodah-boodah Boodah-boodah-boodah-boodah Boodah-boodah-boodah-boodah-yeah! Told you years ago that I wasn't through, so now I'm back for Part Two! (Ooah-ooah, ooah-ooah) Yeah! (Ooah-ooah) [Verse 1] This is Blowfly, the master of class I'm back to sock some soul to your ass Boys and girls, bootleggers and faggots Gonna rap in your ear till your ass gets raggedy If the world should end I'll be under no strain 'Cause I'd blast right off with my ding-a-ling Gonna rap to all you motherfuckers About my friends, those no-good truckers Ride down the road, carrying a load Feeling more sexy than a pregnant toad Just rappin' to my buddies on my CB I don't want no bears fucking with me Let me hear you all say "10-4" (10-4!), yeah! Riding down the road, doing about 80 Checking out the legs of this fine lady Checking out the face of this fine ho I could tell she had a lotta ass below Stopped up ahead for a bite to eat I said "Hey bitch, give me some of this fine meat" She said, "I got it here, come on with it But make sure you got enough dick to get it" Said "My fingers is large, but my dick is bigger Bitch, open up your thighs while I pull my trigger", yeah! (Ooah-ooah, ooah-ooah) I grabbed the bitch by the hand and head towards the room She had a super ass, but a face like a coon Sat on the bed and started pullin' off her clothes As the funk from her pussy started fuckin' with my nose Then I found it was all a waste 'Cause there was a big dick staring me in the face Kicked it with my feet and I hit it with my hand What I thought was a bitch was nothing but a man And you better not say "10-4"! Yeah! Let me hear you say "rapp dirty" for me one time (Rapp dirty!) [Verse 2] I grabbed my shit and got back in my truck And I thought to myself, "What the fuck" Spoiled my day and I messed up my plan But I can still use my hand Thought about the fine bitch I had back home And I couldn't help but to play with my bone, yeah Rapp dirty (Rap what? Say what?) While riding to the state of Alabama In a little town where I used to ramble Went in this bar and said "What the heck Motherfucker no-good redneck" He stood there, looking bad and mean Said "Billy Joe, go get the vaseline Said "I'm gonna kick your ass till my feet get cramped 'Cause Muhammad Ali is no longer the champ" Said "I still wouldn't advise you to fuck with me 'Cause my brother in law is Mister T" Yeah, rapp dirty! (Woo, ho, ho, ho!) Uh! [Verse 3] His big prick began to shrink He said "Come on, boy, let's have a drink" Some rednecks at the end of the bar Said "Hey, nigga, do you know who you are?" I pulled out my dick and broke the bartenders glass I said "All you crackers can't kick my ass" I remember what my daddy said one night He said "Niggers' dicks are bigger than whites" But my black ass was in for a big surprise 'Cause that cracker's dick was ten times my size I said "Let me get the fuck outta here" He said "Boy, I'm gon' make you take a drink" Then some of 'em busted out the door like a Sherman tank Some hoe in the corner said "Oh dear" Mister T said "Hey boy, come here! Let me see that little dick you've got I'm gonna show you what fuckin' is all about Get some vaseline, I'm gonna fuck that ass!" But when he pulled out his little prick, they began to laugh There he was - my favorite star, but now I know what the "T" stands for I know Mister T stands for tiny, it can only fit tight in a baby's heiny Heh, I said "What in the world are you gonna do with that lil piece of shit? If the rest of the A-Team prick is like yours, hehehe... Y'all can't be fuckin' with the Fly" (Ooah-ooah, ooah-ooah) [Interlude] By that time some hoe went out to the jukebox And put a quarter in, and you know what she played? She played something that went I said uh, I said ah I said uh, ah, uh, ah, ah Uh, I said ah I said uh, ah, uh, ah, ah Fee-fee, five-five, um-um, come-come Ooh-ah, rapp dirty, yeah, rapp dirty [Verse 4] I want to tell y'all about a friend of mine who swears that he can rap He talk all kind of shit on the radio, like his motherfuckin' lips got the claps Now, the name of this guy I'm sure that you all know The faggots call him darling, but y'all know him as Kurtis Blow He think he's good, he think he's it - but without my dick, baby, he ain't shit 'Cause his ass can't take what his ears receive 'Cause I'll come on his mind and make him weak in his knees Playgirl warms her pussy till her ass turns red Make her jerkoff her daddy and give mammy some head Keep it coming till it ain't none left 'Cause I can fuck so good, I wanna fuck myself [Outro] I go uh, I go ah I go uh, ah, uh, ah, ah Uh, I go ah I go uh, ah, uh, ah, ah All of you hoes gather 'round 'Cause Mr. Sweet Dick is back in town Said my name is Blowfly, there ain't no tricks Standing here with the twelve-inch prick Gonna make you moan, it's gonna make you hum It's gonna sweeten your pussy with just a drop of my cum Dick of mine, it stays on hard, and I feel so good I can't help but fart Yeah! Rapp dirty! Rapp dirty (rapp dirty...)