Jockstrap, you rap
G-string, I sing
Jockstrap, you rap
G-string, I sing
Step right up, place your bet
Steeplechase, notice me
I need skin for dancin' in
You're riding on the tail of a son of a bitch
High in the saddle, make my backbone itch
And my tongue will train ya like a lash from a whip
And I'll give you cuts, I won't need you to spit
And if you can't touch my cradle, how can you win?
Because baby, no one's shamed particularly
I don't beat you but you can stop spreading horse shit
'Cause I'm here to take your fall
I need skin for dancing in
I know, stop me, send in the show
I came sharp, clean, smoking
I need you to watch me, watch them, watch the future
'Cause I won't hold your pan for you
I can pull teeth, pull with your might
I'm back, push that geezer for me
Can't you, can't you level with him?
Catch me behind the scene
Hello, you're nice
Better delays
To laugh the days
Know what?
You're riding on the tail of a son of a bitch
High in the saddle, I've got the hard-on itch
And I'll buck you off my trailer hitch
And I'll break your fall
Jockstrap, you rap
G-string, I sing
Jockstrap, you rap
G-string, I sing
You're riding on the tail of a son of a bitch
High in the saddle, make my backbone itch
And I'll buck you off my trailer hitch
And I'm here to break your fall
