(J-J-J-J-Jake Hole)

So many dudes in this place, I'm drowning in it

And I love his cake 'cause it's round and jiggly (ooh)

Mmm, his butt's so wide (ay)

He said he's straight but he's still down to get it (get it)

He's turning out (turning out), hop him for a ride (for a ride)

I took the pill today, bro, you can go inside (inside)

Just give me that bone (gimme the bone), uh

Put your meat up to the phone (brrr, brrr), yeah

Dick, dick, dick, dick!

Oooh, let me speak right to the meat (mmm)

There's cheese under the creases

I can smell them feet

Yes, yes, damn, ugh

Give that soul a kiss

Put the toe jam on my lips

Twist my nips

While poo-poo float away in piss-piss

That d**k a repeater

Play "Follow The Leader"

A skeeter, he skeeting

I drink by the liter

I open my mouth like a bird at a feeder

I "me-me-me-me" for the cock like I'm Beaker

My head to the ground, watch me rattle these butt cheeks

That ain't no fart, that's a gentleman's butt queef

Bootyhole gang, throwing cake around Butt Street

All about Benjamin showing his butt meat, ugh

Two thumbs and a pinky in my butthole

Tell that boy keep on digging 'till you've struck gold

Chokehold, hands around my neck 'till I bust loads

Or I could just watch over here (ay) 'cause I'm a cuckhold

When I'm at my lowest I whip out the peter

I park in his booty, I don't pay the meter

I measure the wiener, that thing like a meter

I suck it like candy 'cause nothing is sweeter

He got a wife, I'm ready to meet her

"My name is Jake, he my booty-beater"

I take him back home in my Prius four-seater

No sex by the fire

Just by the heater

Sex by the heater, he keeping me warm

Throw condoms away, what we using these for?

I'm a loose screw, he be screwing me more

He be clapping and slapping 'till booty cheeks sore

Big black nigga, think he from Zimbabwe

Takes off his shoes, he said he had a long day

Rub on his feet while he lay in the seat

Then I grip on his cheeks and I punch in my meat

I punch in my dick, he be loving that s**t

He be running like Harriet Tubman and s**t

He my cousin and s**t

I mean, husband and s**t

When I hit from the back, he be humming and s**t

Uh, I need a dude with a long bone

He be kicking my guts like he Jon Jones

And he gay, I don't think that his mom knows

Imma bust if he show me them hot toes

I be eating them up like its nachos

Nut raining, I need me a poncho

Nut color the color of blanco

Wrap a dude up in my bed like a taco

I smuggle the big booty niggas and sell 'em

So everybody call me the gay El Chapo

And of course, when I'm up in his guts and I'm ready to bust

Imma paint on his face like Picasso

No chicks, just guys

Hair all over their thighs

They bust all over my eyes

So much, I might go blind

I need it from the front

I need it from the back

Stick it in my butt

Slide it in my crack

Bust, bust, bust, bust, ay

Bust, bust, bust, bust, bro

Bust, bust, bust, bust, come on

Bust, bust, bust, bro