Benny Troung - God of the Gooks lyrics
[Benny Troung - God of the Gooks lyrics]
Are you afraid of death?
Woman: Me? Oh no, not at
All because in my country, death
Is always just around the corner
If you're afraid of it
You can't do anything
It's BT, dog, God of the Gooks
You could ask the broad
I'm all in her cooch
She's sitting on my face
My jaw got a bruise
Damn, woman, did you eat Baba Ganoush?
Call in the troops, better call a doctor
I just had a seizure, sharted in my Dockers
Mental illness, I got it from my mama
It's all good, I got a card for marijuana
Four in the morning, alone in apartment
Gotta thank the lord
Cause I'm all done chargin'
The battery pack on my Black
& Decker power drill
Made a peephole so I could
See a ho showerin'
Your name's Chanel, I read your mail
You makin' me swell, in my genitals
I love your smell, is that Glow by J-Lo?
Restraining order? Whoa, if you say so
God of the Gooks, make me a statue
Naked, playin' a bamboo pan flute
I'm the dude, man i'm the man, dude
Take off your panties, boo i command you
My tribute includes: Lookin' at boobs
Ten pounds of rice, two bushels of fruit
Mangoes, papayas, horses and pigs
Or all of your kids are in orphanages, look
I got bars, strong as Kevin Sorbo
Strong enough to go swimmin'
In the north pole
Strong enough to star in eleven pornos
Strong enough to make your
Girl get an abortion
I put my foot down, in a state of rage
Just a little drunk
But I came to save the day
I'm Sam Jackson, in "Snakes on a Plane"
(That's me) they ain't bring the pain
They bitch they Nathan Lane
It's the God, y'all some false deities
Suck my dick and my balls, all three of these
I want Jim Beam, I want Hennessy
"It's too early!"
You gotta be kiddin' me
I drink when I want, I eat how I please
When you see the God, you crawl on your knees
Now get on your feet, put on a beat
Benny make a white bitch talk Vietnamese
Look i'm your Papa
Call me "Father" bodhisattva
Dalai Lama reach Nirvana
Teach a farmer i got four wives
Peace to Allah
They don't like Benny, That's blasphemy
Thou shalt not withhold ass from me
Thou shalt give all your cash to me
Thou shalt call me "Master T"
Wow, that sure was fun!
Woman: Me? Oh no, not at
All because in my country, death
Is always just around the corner
If you're afraid of it
You can't do anything
It's BT, dog, God of the Gooks
You could ask the broad
I'm all in her cooch
She's sitting on my face
My jaw got a bruise
Damn, woman, did you eat Baba Ganoush?
Call in the troops, better call a doctor
I just had a seizure, sharted in my Dockers
Mental illness, I got it from my mama
It's all good, I got a card for marijuana
Four in the morning, alone in apartment
Gotta thank the lord
Cause I'm all done chargin'
The battery pack on my Black
& Decker power drill
Made a peephole so I could
See a ho showerin'
Your name's Chanel, I read your mail
You makin' me swell, in my genitals
I love your smell, is that Glow by J-Lo?
Restraining order? Whoa, if you say so
God of the Gooks, make me a statue
Naked, playin' a bamboo pan flute
I'm the dude, man i'm the man, dude
Take off your panties, boo i command you
My tribute includes: Lookin' at boobs
Ten pounds of rice, two bushels of fruit
Mangoes, papayas, horses and pigs
Or all of your kids are in orphanages, look
I got bars, strong as Kevin Sorbo
Strong enough to go swimmin'
In the north pole
Strong enough to star in eleven pornos
Strong enough to make your
Girl get an abortion
I put my foot down, in a state of rage
Just a little drunk
But I came to save the day
I'm Sam Jackson, in "Snakes on a Plane"
(That's me) they ain't bring the pain
They bitch they Nathan Lane
It's the God, y'all some false deities
Suck my dick and my balls, all three of these
I want Jim Beam, I want Hennessy
"It's too early!"
You gotta be kiddin' me
I drink when I want, I eat how I please
When you see the God, you crawl on your knees
Now get on your feet, put on a beat
Benny make a white bitch talk Vietnamese
Look i'm your Papa
Call me "Father" bodhisattva
Dalai Lama reach Nirvana
Teach a farmer i got four wives
Peace to Allah
They don't like Benny, That's blasphemy
Thou shalt not withhold ass from me
Thou shalt give all your cash to me
Thou shalt call me "Master T"
Wow, that sure was fun!