The Lonely Island, Too $hort - The Compliments lyrics

Ladies, listen up, this song is for you
You know it's hard out there
Tryna find a dude
But The Lonely Island's got
Three top notch brothers
So sit back and listen while
They compliment each other

My man Kiv is the shit
Dude is thoughtful as fuck
Plus his body is ripped
He's a good listener even when he's exhausted
And he's crazy hygienic
Always brushing and flossing
But that ain't nothing compared
To my main man, jorm the most sensitive
Caring dude I've ever known
He's got that sweet smile
He's got that slow touch
What's the sweet smell? Oh shit
He cooked you brunch
But hold up, my man Andy's got us both beat
He makes a skinny margarita
That's a wonderful treat
Plus caramel eyes that are hella disarming
He ain't no fucking Prince
My man is King Charming
Jor, you're far to kind
And speaking of kindness my man Kiv's been
Diagnosed with colorblindness
He loves all people
Plus he's got the fat dick
It's like a gold brick, all shiny and thick

When they pitched me this song
They were kinda vague but, I said "fuck it
I'm in" 'cause they said I'd get paid
One thing's for sure
These dudes are weird motherfuckers
So kick back and listen while
They compliment each other

My man Jorm fucks all night
Call him Super Mario
'cause he be laying the pipe
He got the eye contact like
Only you in the room a modern-thinking man
He ain't afraid of a broom
Yo, you talking feminism? Andy
Loves that shit
Plus the femme fatales love him
Cause he's got good dick
And he's a giver: donates
Hella money to charity
He's also got a great sense
Of humor that's personality
I hate to interrupt, but I gotta interject
Kiv grinds his own espresso
Has his own panini press
Kiv, so loyal when he makes his pick
That he'll only think of you
When he's jacking his dick
He's a shoulder to cry on when
You're down in the dumps
He's an outfit to try on when
You need a slam dunk
He's an extra stirring hand when
You're making a soup
Take a ride in his coupe
He makes you wanna shoop

I'm starting to suspect that
These dudes are gay
It's none of my business
They just born this way i mean
How many times you gon'
Mention your homie's dick
But still tryin' act like this
Song is for chicks?
So ladies be warned before you
Hop under the covers
They might be fucking you but they'll
Be thinking 'bout each other
The Compliments, bitch!