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Scabs

Genres: Rock

Budokahn Lyrics - Scabs

Shudokahn at the budokahn 

Flipping burgers down at Wendy's 

Trying to get my groove on 

My sphincter's clenched up tight 

Your looks only wet my appetite 

 

Realized I was vaporized, headed out the door 

I like to think I'm specialized 

In pleasures what you give, you give it good too 

My buddy's Mr Muddy, not that kung fu 

 

And that genetic quite frenetic 

Alley oops down at the clinic 

Riddic Bo ain't got the glow, he got the show right 

Ain't sweating ho's, I'm getting rows up in the spotlight 

 

So, baby, believe me when I say 

We're gonna take it to the top 

This ain't no Orville Redenbocker 

More like a pan of Jiffy Pop 

 

I can't be stopped but I can slow it down 

And give you what you need 

You know I'm built for comfort 

Not for speed 

 

Jamilicious, it was so delicious 

Just grant me all I things I want 

And I will do the dishes 

'Cuz I'm burly in a hurry, I ain't no Klingon 

 

You haunt me if you want me 

Well, then bring on that caramel at the groove hotel 

If you got a lot of money, well you might go to hell 

I got a magic proposition from the mission 

Kicking back and checking out that x-ray vision 

 

Genetic quite frenetic 

Alley oops down at the clinic 

Riddic Bo ain't got the glow, he got the show right 

Ain't sweating ho's, I'm getting rows up in the spotlight 

 

So, baby, believe me when I say 

We're gonna take it to the top 

This ain't no Orville Redenbacher 

More like a pan of Jiffy Pop 

 

I can't be stopped but I can slow it down 

And give you what you need 

You know I'm built for comfort 

Not for speed 

 

The rollercoaster with the Holly Ghosts 

Burnt up all the toast on the coast 

Like we supposed to give ya little something for the back up 

You know Ive done the math, it doesnt stack up 

 

Gatorade was the mistake I made 

While I was traveling 'round the country 

Trying to get the music played 

Because I grabbed the wrong bottle with the urine 

I grabbed a big thick chug and got my cure on 

 

Genetic quite frenetic 

Alley oops down at the clinic 

Riddic Bo ain't got the glow, he got the show right 

Ain't sweating ho's, I'm getting rows up in the spotlight 

 

So, baby, believe me when I say 

We're gonna take it to the top 

This ain't no Orville Redenbacher 

More like a pan of Jiffy Pop 

 

I can't be stopped but I can slow it down 

And give you what you need 

You know I'm built for comfort 

Not for speed 

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