Lyrics:
Ooh, I'm a beefcake baby
I be feeling fresher than a daisy
I got a light shave, and a tight fade
That drip so thick that's gravy
It's true, I'm
up
(Ow ow)
From the bay all the way to London
(Ow ow)
Gettin' money, get it in abundance
(Say)
Beefcake beefcake
All around town
Briefcase briefcase
a safer body
Blend in with the beefcakes
Just for the summer
Strut out in a tight white tee shirt
Tear it off like Taylor Lautner
In Twilight Eclipse
I just
dancing bears he did provide
Then, first in prowess, he stood his lord beside
Beefcake the Mighty, his ass was wide
Brought eighty laden oxen, he was
in prowess he stood his lord beside
Beefcake the Mighty his ass was wide
Brought Eighty laden oxen, he was a good ally
Jizmak the Gusha, his legion
a beefcake
I don't have the body of a heavyweight
Or even a welter weight's shape
There's nothing I can fake
When I'm shirtless
When I'm shirtless
When I'm
nobody came to see others, they came for Blueface
Ayy, he say, she say (huh)
Niggas wanted beef 'cause I'm giving her beefcake
(Yeah, turn it up, aight
up the distortion
I don't like my proportions
I'm his little beefcake
Daddy's little rumpsteak
But he's a vegetarian
Dad's a vegetarian
Mum hates
I want them all
To be mine
Gimme more
Twinks
Daddies
Beefcakes
Nasty pigs
Sides all the way
Wolfs
Otters
Call them all
Call me papi
Escándalo
Gimme
"The Creep" (hah)
And do "The Creep" (hah)
Or when you sneak into a wake, and you see a beefcake
Do "The Creep" (ooh)
And do "The Creep" (hah)
"The Creep" (hah)
And do "The Creep" (hah)
Or when you sneak into a wake, and you see a beefcake
Do "The Creep" (ooh)
And do "The Creep" (hah)
Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control
Baby's in
Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flaming with a loser and the cruise control
Baby's
food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control
Baby's in Reno
you me?
I'm ahead of the pack
Like a high-speed pursuit we kick flows
Then rekick 'em like kung fu i'm Bruce Lee
Whether Nikes or Timbos
Beefcake
finger rings will limit hand to hand contact
Tunechi, 3k, three bad bitches with me, booty beefcake
My homie in the back masked up like Lucha Libre
surely will die
Well, I go yonder mountain and build me a still
And I send you a gallon for a five dollar bill
Well, it's beefcake when I'm hungry,
Yeah
It's Hunter
Stomping through the forest like a retarded Tyrannosaurus
Hunter eating beefcakes in the back-a Ford Taurus
Fuck a chorus,
explosions
Had me frozen like the icicle
Big legs like she ride bicycle
Shorty beefcake known to make my knees shake
Sweepstakes, first day at the cheesecake
COW!
Obey the Cowgod!
We live in a country where there is no, there's no Beefcake the Mighty*,
Obey the Cowgod!
We live in a country where
turkey farm
So baby....
[Second Chorus by Beefcake]
[2nd Chorus:]
And while the wheels keep rolling
And another signpost gone
All along the road
glamourpuss, we might meet again
But if I was you, I wouldn't hold my breath 'til then
(Though I wish you would-'til the year, say 2010!)
Beefcake, cheesecake
in beefcake gun butt-ups
Crush truck chains, the wiry gold frames
Chains sums up, the dollars, white collar, blue Range
Eat my dust up, ten in
in beefcake gun butt-ups
Crush truck chains, the wiry gold frames
Chains sums up, the dollars, white collar, blue Range
Eat my dust up, ten in
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