Benny Troung Tim Allen Stylin' Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, you mad?
You mad (You mad)
You mad at me?

[Verse 1]
Hoes, Hoes, all kind a hoes
p*ssy on your nose, now touch your toes
Squeeze that scrotum, and suck it slow
I got enough cum to fill a bucket, ho
Benny Troung stylin'
Rap Ralph Lauren
If you don't believe me
Go ask Lauren
Or go ask Shoren
Oops, I mean Sharen
Go ask Karen, last night they were sharin'
My dick (Damn)
Bitch, sharing is caring
Ho, here's a towel
There's some sperm on your earring
Ewww, that's ear-milk
Here's a Q-tip, don't let your man hear this
He might cut his wrists, I'm serious
Start crying when he look in the mirror
Life's over, that's how he feelin'
Murder-Suicide himself, and the children
[Chorus]
Oh you mad, 'cause I'm stylin' on you
Run through your bitch, Benny poundin' on her
Cum on her tits, that's a gallon on her
(Tim Allen Noises) Tim Allen on her, like
[?]

[Verse 2]
Young BT, I'm a classy guy
Bust two gallons on her asshole, ai You call the cops like "I think that's the guy
Who f*cked my wife like last July" (Snitchin')
5'9" slim, some call him "Goldskin"
He's a celeb, he knows Gary Oldman
Went to the funeral of Gary Coleman (R.I.P.)
Seen at the Walgreens with Kelly Rowland
Eatin' muffins with Vanessa Hudgens's cousin (huh?)
When I say "eatin' muffins," I mean we were f*ckin' (okay)
Aw shucks, she was somethin'
Got drunk, sent a DVD to her husband (Damn)
Don't be sad, G
It's cool, man
Wasn't me, she screwed the whole crew, man
She need a shower, she need new pants
April O'Neil, Four dudes in the news van
[Chorus]
Oh you mad, 'cause I'm stylin' on you
Run through your bitch, Benny poundin' on her
Cum on her tits, that's a gallon on her
(Tim Allen Noises) Tim Allen on her, like
[?]

[Outro]
(Man): And I would immediately explode in an orgasm of tremendous spiritual power, while at the same time, prophesying violently in some foreign tongue