Tekst piosenki
Got a chip on my shoulder that's the size of a car
My personality sucks like a drain.
An ego that shines like a Beverly star.
My cock's so heavy that it hangs like a chain.
I like to rock, baby, kick it on high.
Even if I'm just hangin' low
When it's time for dinner, then I'm always on time.
And when I find myself, you'll be the first to know.
I'm gonna throttle high.
I'm gonna throttle down.
I'm gonna stick it where it don't belong.
Gonna throttle bottom...out!
I get the taste of the whippings and cracks
You treat me like a rented mule.
Sweet bloody kisses smacking my back
So, forget the bloody backs, because I rule.
Like a punk in Copacabana.
Like a kid born in Havana.
I make a raft and drift out to sea.
And get the best tan that you've ever seen.
I'm gonna throttle high.
I'm gonna throttle down.
I'm gonna stick it where it don't belong.
Gonna throttle bottom...out!
Got a chip on my shoulder that's the size of a car
My personality sucks like a drain.
An ego that shines like a Beverly star.
My cock's so heavy that it hangs like a chain.
I like to rock, baby, kick it on high.
Even if I'm just hangin' low
When it's time for dinner, then I'm always on time.
And when I find myself, you'll be the first to know.
I'm gonna throttle high
I'm gonna throttle down
I'm gonna stick it where it don't belong
Gonna throttle bottom....out!
Throttle bottom.
Throttle bottom.
Throttle bottom.
