I Keed [*]
Album: Come Poop with Me
Release Date: 11/4/03
Label: Warner Bros. Records
Explicit version of "I Keed [*]" lyrics
I thought my CD was done
"Do an insult track
Cram in the names
Time to mess up the biz like an MP3
American Idols
In the poop section of my local record store
Ruben or clay
It's like choosing which puddle of vomit to lick
And when I want something even more fruity and fake
I look up 'N' for N'Sync or 'T' for Timberlake
So many skills Justin's making a buck at
Does he rap? Does he sing? He doesn't know what to suck at
Now as for the b******
For the face that launched a million pre-teen skanks
You were a virgin
You've had more bones in your mouth than a St
I keed
(He just make a little joke)
I joke with you
(Little dog
I keed
(He just make a little joke)
Yeah
(Little dog
Now let's go to Wal-mart where they won't sell my CD
That company's nuts are in a jar in aisle 3
But you can see Christina in all her sluthood
It's like watching porn but the music's not as good
I want to stuff my TV's crotch with a dollar
Still I'd hump you if I could wear my flea collar
You're looser than my poop after eating Honeydew
Only 50 Cent's been plugged more than you
And yet you're too old for Fred Durst to desire
He's checking out the cast of "Lizzie McGuire"
Soon Fred will try to get Mandy Moore
To open for him and I don't mean on tour
You're not the first
His videos premiere at the L
I believe they set up an innocent guy
You know what else? I believe I can fly
I keed
(He just make a little joke)
I joke with you
(Little dog
I keed
(He just make a little joke)
I believe Michael too
(Little dog
Now look how friggin' cool those guys from the Strokes are
Their riffs are three times as old as my jokes are
Hey
Shouldn't you be playing country music
Hey Coldplay
Back when you were U2 I liked you so much more
Somehow your song "Yellow" reminds me of pee
I think 'cause when it's over
Now
I didn't know Supercuts had a drive-thru
Yo
That's about as gangsta as an easter bonnet hat
And Snoop says he's clean now
The guy's higher than Billy Joel's cholesterol
Snoop
And I can rap
Poop Diddy
I didn't know wearing a suit was a skill
J Lo
For a doggy's nose
Shakira's butt's fine
I sniffed Elton John's tush just for all the history
I sniffed J-Lo's ass and got too touchy-feely
She let loose a bomb that was bigger than chili
I keed
(He just make a little joke)
I joke with you
(Little dog
I keed
(Nothing wrong with your butt)
I even like
(Nothing wrong with your butt)
Avril Lavigne punk queen
Go back north
Philip Glass
Write a song with a f****** tune
And on the list of p******
I scared them and Eminem so they gave the hook to me
Slim Shady
We're just two regular dudes who banged Mariah Cary
Wipe off that frown
Hey
But I don't go writing songs about it
I keed
(He just make a little joke)
I joke with you
(Little dog
I keed
(He just make a little joke)
You know I never meant to hurt you
(Never meant to make you cry)
I keed
(He just make a little joke)
It's a joke
(Laffy
Let's stop hating each other
(He just make a little joke)
Leave the pooping to me
(Rock it to me
Rock it to me
Rock it to me
Rappa rappa rappa
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