Cloreen Bacon Skin

Yeah one of them

Yeah one of them nice breezy motherf**kers

N***a what you looking for n***a

Oh hold it stop

Motherf**ker didn't even have the headphones on

You you

This song is called

This song is called Bacon Skin hit me

It's dedicated to my first wife

Her name is oh Lord Cloreen

She's just fat hit me

To nasty

I said now big dumb you

You

Bacon Skin

Just fat but you know where it's at

I wish you was thin

Cloreen Bacon Skin

Brotch you can't f**k with that look out

And the band said

And look out said

Wait a minute I said

Bacon Skin hit me

Sexy

Don't touch noth

Don't you touch snare or cymbal

You just tap good god

I want to sing to this girl

I said baby wait a minute

When we're all alone

We try to make love

Somebody call you on the phone

I don't know what his name is

But I know I know this is life

But that that's real baby you my wife

Cloreen Bacon Skin wait a minute

Oh good God I said

Wait a minute

Oh then the band said

Nice and breezy nice and breezy come on I said

Once more on the 1 come on

And the band said

That's alright that's alright

You old motherf**ker you a senior citizen look out

You can't f**k with me

I'll drive you to the ground

OK Jerome open the high hat here we go

Rumbling rumbling yes

Keep that pocket don't get excited come on

Yeah come on said splash

Good God

Everybody say Cloreen Bacon Skin

Everybody say

You can't f**k with that

Eruption in your face

I'm to sexy I'm to sexy sexy one in the place good God

I'm sexy love sexy right down to my feet good Lord

And I'm sexy good god with the bacon meat

Pork meat close the high hat up come on say

I can smell that s**t

That's nasty to nasty

Y'all let me go look out

Good God nasty bass

Good mutha eruption in your face

Good God look out said

Cloreen I got somethin' for ya

What's the matter don't you like me

Am I to old

Splash oh s**t

Oh s**t

I can't stand it I can't stand it

Now when I look in the mirror

And I see this ugly face good God

I just want to run I want to run over to your place yes

I want to see good god someone that's uglier than um um

I said I said uglier than me

Uglier than me

Cloreen Bacon Skin

Nice and breezy look out now

I said fellas what's the word

Look out

Bacon Skin come on splash

What you goin' do with that

Everybody everybody come on dance

Everybody come on dance

We ain't gonna put no more instruments on this

Just me and Bacon Skin

Alright that Cloreen's brother for my drummer look out

Oh s**t my hat done fell off

Oh somebody gonna see my bald spot

Good God I don't care

I got Bacon Skin

Bacon Skin on my plate good God

I want to love ya

Cloreen why you want to make me wait

I want to get sexy I said

Oh Lord I said

I want to get sexy

Cloreen come on get down

Come on splash

Come on good God

Cloreen's brother Alfred

Alfred Alfred I need you to talk to me son come on

Alfred good

Come on Alfred talk to me now

I wanna

I got to hear you say say Alfred

I can't hear ya come on talk to me now

Alfred come on talk to me now

Come on Bacon Skin

Alfred do you hear me talkin' to ya

Alfred don't don't ignore me

Say n***a say

Talk to me come on come on talk

What cha need what cha need

You want to you want to open your hat

You want to open your hat

Well open it up come on get down

Yes

Come on

The volcano erupt in your face good God

Oh Lord old nasty

Alfred talk to me Alfred come on

Oh Lord I can't stand it

Talk to me Alfred come on

There you go come on Lord

Alfred

Everybody else come on and dance good God

Come on everybody dance

Alfred come on and dance

Dance

I can't stand it I can't stand it oh dance

Oh Lord

Alfred jump up on the bell come on let's go good God

Good God oh s**t

Old motherf**ker say I want to say

We gonna take it home yes we is

Rumbling look out

You can't f**k with that s**t yes

Turn it up one time come on I said dance

S**t oh Lord

Look out I'm outta phase I can't stand it

I said uh

I want to see some of the Bacon Skin

Cloreen Cloreen

You can't f**k with that talk to me Alfred come on

And the drummer say

Oh s**t Alfred

Well where the hand claps at

Good God Alfred

We done burn the house down

Burn it down burn it down come on come on

Say Alfred

We done burn the house down we got to go

We done burn it down we got to go

What cha can you say after that

Sexy come on come on

Everybody get sexy

Cloreen I want to talk to ya

Cloreen oh Lord

Cloreen you're the ugliest woman that I've ever seen

I'm not jiving

Baby there's one thing the Lord loves and that's the truth

And baby you one ugly motherf**ker

I'm not lyin' to ya

You know the Lord loves the truth don't ya

Well why the hell can't you take a bath

Cloreen Bacon Skin

Nice and breezy

We don't need no instruments

To funky in here

Get sexy

Everybody get sexy

Yes old nasty

This funk ain't goin' no place

'Cause it's old it's old and sexy

Cloreen Bacon Skin

Pound on the floor tom one time come on

Yes

We goin'

Want to go to the jungle one time

We gonna go to the jungle good God

Go to the jungle one time good God said

And the band say one time

Good God band said

Blisters I got some blisters good God

All my brothers and sisters good God

Bacon Skin good God

Everybody come on

Everybody

Bacon Skin

Alfred we got to get the hell outta here

Oh Lord

Let's go over yo let's let's

Is this where you live Alfred

Is this where you live

Oh s**t this a nasty place this is nasty

Everybody

This is nasty Alfred

Mmm I like it I like it

We we can't stay here we got to go

We got to go Alfred

Oh s**t to funky

We got to go Alfred

You got any old James Brown records Huh

Good God everybody Lord

Come on Alfred pack your s**t

We got to get the hell outta here

Open the hat one time put on your hat come on

Yes oh s**t

Put on your hat good God

Oh Lord jump up on the bell Alfred come on get your coat

Yes

That's a nice coat Alfred

How much you pay for that

That much huh

Yeah I like it

You're glad I like it huh

Yes

Oh s**t

I said oh Lord

Put on your boots Alfred let's go

Ah