Hooker With A Penis lyrics

I met a boy wearing Vans, 501s, and a

Dope Beastie t, nipple rings, and

New tattoos that claimed that he

Was OGT,

From '92,

The first EP.

And in between

Sips of Coke

He told me that

He thought

We were sellin' out,

Layin' down,

Suckin' up

To the man.

Well now I've got some

A-dvice for you, little buddy.

Before you point the finger

You should know that

I'm the man,

And if I'm the man,

Then you're the man, and

He's the man as well so you can

Point that fuckin' finger up your ass.

All you know about me is what I've sold you,

Dumb fuck.

I sold out long before you ever heard my name.

I sold my soul to make a record,

Dip shit,

And you bought one.

So I've got some

Advice for you, little buddy.

Before you point your finger

You should know that

I'm the man,

If I'm the fuckin' man

Then you're the fuckin' man as well

So you can

Point that fuckin' finger up your ass.

All you know about me is what I've sold you,

Dumb fuck.

I sold out long before you ever heard my name.

I sold my soul to make a record,

Dip shit,

And you bought one.

All you read and

Wear or see and

Hear on TV

Is a product

Begging for your

Fatass dirty

Dollar

So...Shut up and

Buy! Buy!

Buy my new record

Buy! Buy! Buy!

Send more money

Fuck you, buddy!

Fuck you, buddy!

Fuck you, buddy!

Fuck you, buddy!