I'm like Kenny Rogers in Six Pack   Girls won't give my dick back   All this sex affects my syntax   The pistol I pack's impact      Make's you gasp infact   So sit back, relax   While I grind this axe   On your Brazillian wax      Without finishing fast   I bask in the slash   Underneath your cinnamon ass   About ten minutes it lasts      I pull it out and pass gas   My name is MC Chris   Kinda cute   Kinda crass      Ladies love me sending pic's   Where they're scantilly clad   Send some back   Then invite them to come crash at my pad      They're like   O M G, Oh whut up, that'd be so rad   We make the beast with two backs   Until we both get whiplash      Get with the program   Strip to the slow jam   Slip on a Trojan   Kissin' the toes and      Move to the knees   Go back, repeat   The job ain't done   'Til you ruin the sheets      My name is MC   And your name is a creep   Because you creep into my bed   About every week      Tractor beam on my bed   Got you actin' le freak   Tractor beam on my bed   Got you actin' le freak      I should be flirtin' with virgins   Instead of jerkin' my gerkin   I should be working the circuit   Assertive for certain      With little aversion   They all open they curtains   Mini me starts emergin   To be rid of his burden      Did I fail to mention   All the ladies say word   Got a panty collection   Like a Japanese perv      They're prepared to purr   And to serve up they curves   I skip the main course   I prefer the hors d'overs      I like thongs, like grannies   Like any old panties   Hanging on the lampshades   As I tap on her back space      I like bows, like lace   Like suckin' her face   I like fuckin' her waist   I make a bucket of paste      When her eyes roll back   It means her memory's erase   Slow-mo, tip-toe   My ass out of her place      I quickly run to the clinic   A q-tip in my dick   I wait two very long weeks   To know if these nuts need a medic   So c'mon      Get with the program   Strip to the slow jam   Slip on a Trojan   Kissin' the toes and      Move to the knees   Go back, repeat   The job ain't done   'Til you ruin the sheets      My name is MC   And your name is a creep   Because you creep into my bed   About every week      Tractor beam on my bed   Got you actin' le freak   Tractor beam on my bed   Got you actin' le freak