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Albums:

The Beavis and Butt-Head Experience (Beavis) · Bubble Butt (Major Lazer) · The Beavis and Butt-Head Experience (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Beavis and Butt-Head Do America (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Wonderful World of Dr. Butt (Dr. Tom Butt) · The Hole Truth...and Nothing Butt (Butthole Surfers) · Monster Butt Beat Dance Test (Bop (Harvey)) · Butt Rockin' (The Fabulous Thunderbirds) · Nothing Butt (Willis "Gator" Jackson) · Shakespeare My Butt... (The Lowest of the Low) – and 90 other albums »


Bubble butt, bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt, bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt, bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Turn around, stick it
Bubble butt, bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt, bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Bubble butt, bubble, bubble, bubble butt
Turn around, stick it
Alright sir, I'm moving on, I appreciate it.

[Man]:
They were having sex.

[Adam Sandler]:
Alright that's in your head. Bye bye. Well we learned a lot
Y:John Quincy Adams was number six 
And it's Andrew Jackson's butt he kicked 
So Jackson learns to play politics 
Next time he's the one that
thang right here
Ya know
But just to let them know what time it is
And how we get down
Me kokane and battlecat
Gone let y'all know how we do this
John Adams:
All right, gentlemen, let's get on with it
Which of us will write our Declaration of Independence?

Mr. Adams, I say you should write
seconds
In this fucked up economy, strippin' me butt naked
Of all the money I made, they be take takin' it
But ain't shit better though (Nope, no it's
(Andrew M. Gold/Gary Burr)

Let's just say it's raining
And you come in where it's dry
And we strike a conversation
While the storm is rolling
Words and Music by Jackie Gouch?erris and Andrew Gouch?f it wasn't for the times that I was down
If it wasn't for the times that I was bound
For
to whisper in your ear
No time to remove our fears
I just wanna get near
Get butt naked and roll around
Move our bodies like up and down
Do that stuff
the floor 
And I'm tryna make it to the St. Andrew's door 
That's the sound of the glock 
Even D-J House fucked around and go shot 
I done messed around
the floor 
And I'm tryna make it to the St. Andrew's door 
That's the sound of the glock 
Even D-J House fucked around and go shot 
I done messed around
Andrew Wood was so young 
It's hard to feel this priest is gone

The heat is up 
The heat is on
The heat is up 
The heat is on
What you do is what
mad pies
Low price, I blow dice and throw em
Forty-five by my scrotum, manifest the "Do or Die" slogan
My niggas roll in ten M3's
Twenty Gods popping
and paroled for thirty talents
Court reporter catch the surface on the paper
File it in the system not acknowledged by the Maker
Swearing by the bible
dor-are-are-are-k!
A double-dork butt rash
There's one in every crew -- do you know who you are?
We know, but we won't tell you

We don't want to hurt your feelings
Ev'rybody's gonna need a ventilator.
When you're trapped and circled with no second chances,
Your code of living is your gun in hand.
We can't be browed by
niggas on
Bounce, bounce, bounce, fool I ain't gotta say too much
It's fan participation keeping Wale in the stadium ????
Raffle, see that from a block
For two bits she will do a Mazurka in Jazz
With a view of Niag'ra that no artist has
And on a clear day you can see Alcatraz
You can learn a lot from
hell!
Penalized by apathy
And living in the world of fantasy.
Dancing on hot coal, waiting for the last call,
It's adam's ball, eve's call.

Wake
me all about it
My mind's in an uproar
I don't know what to do or say
Been just like this all day
Yeah I left myself wide open
I can't believe
and some got hair
CHORUS
Shout it out, sing about I just can't live without
Wigglin' jigglin' butts in my living room
Long pants and short pants
They're best
the floor
And I'm trying to make it to the Saint Andrew's door
That's the sound of the Glock
Even DJ House Shoes fucked around and got shot
I done messed
lyrics sheet
Defecate in the hood at your store for leavin' your fans
Butt-naked with a box of Pampers in the middle of the street
Blow your socks off,
Its delicious the way your walking go easy on your toes 
There's a million and one different dances who do you know 
That knows there's a monkey in

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