refrigerated icecubes - cock lyrics
all in her ear like i’m paul revere
she don’t wanna f_ck me, she queer
send ’em to war, i ain’t talkin’ about civil
been on a streak like a h_llstorm missile
stay on the bus and you talk to mrs. frizzle
i hop out the whip like it’s abyssal
steppin’ on ’em, lil’ b_tch you a tom ford
make ’em battle like lexington–concord
dump your tea in the ocean
jerk off your musket with no lotion
who the f_ck you think you taxin’?
redcoats actin’ up, ’bout to get a slashin’
sneak in the castle, queen of england gonna get some action
with your girl and we signin’ this declaration
carrier pigеon spreadin’ misinformation
load up the musket, i ain’t talkin’ bout elon
i got a stick shе can feel on
i’m ridin’ my horse like a nissan
these boys are some mustard, some dijon
call me boy george, load up the canon
catch you in the field, slap you with a salmon
your b_tch wants to steal my pantaloons
goin’ monkey on the brits, call me
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