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[Intro]
It's happening again
The sound erodes my mouth
And now it's mappening again
Demarking territories
Lips are flapping again
Slapping crappy raps
And setting toes tapping again
And asses shaking
(What you sayin'?)
[Chorus]
Buffalo girls, won't you come out tonight?
Buffalo girl
Buffalo girls, won't you come out tonight?
[Verse 1]
Once I said I wouldn't touch your shit with Hitler's dick
But now your body's changed my mind
Because those thighs is thick
Yo, you packed in the back
Like you was hiding twin midgets
Contraband booty shaker
Girl, give me the digits!
"I got a man," says you
"I didn't ask," says I
"Besides, you mean to tell me
That you're satisfied?"
(Oh no)
"I'm just saying, got three courses
In that backside meal
What does he
Tag it, doggy bag it?
Come on girl, for real!"
[Chorus]
'lo girls, won't you come out tonight?
Buffalo girl
Buffalo girls, won't you come out tonight?
Buffalo girl
[Verse 2]
I'm hungry girl
More hunger than starving has
Carve me off a slice
Of that thick-ass ham
Cause there ain't nothing better
In this whole wide world
Than a thick-back Buffalo girl
[Chorus]
Buffalo girl, won't you come out tonight?
Buffalo girl
Buffalo girl, won't you come out tonight?
Buffalo girl
Buffalo girl, won't you come out tonight?
Buffalo girl
Buffalo girl, won't you come out tonight?
(Buffalo girl)
[Verse 3]
In the days of Grecian yore
My name was Flavius Maximus
Profusely seducing cooches
In a way deemed blasphemous
"By Jesus, God," the nymphs cried
As I induced their juices
A sexual slaughter of all their
Daughters, from Bruce's to Zeus's
My succubus staff
Pure animus arms octopus groping
Copious bounty, melliferous breasts
Clitoris unloose your sluices
And register my radius
All screaming, all screaming
"Save us, Flavius! Save us, Flavius,"
"From what?"
"From the glut of ill lovers
"Sticking like string cheese in a gorge
"Clear-cut nillaput niggas
"Bustin' coconuts then they out the door
"From the glut of mango-wranglers
"Wouldn't know suave if it sucked 'em
"Macho wang-baggers still
"Wouldn't know dick if it fucked 'em
"So save us, Flavius," they cried
They cried from two sets of labias
And, oh yes
Stampedo for my torpedo
[Chorus]
Buffalo girls, won't you come out tonight?
Come out tonight, now
Buffalo girls, won't you come out tonight?
Now, come out tonight
Buffalo girls, won't you come out tonight?
Come out tonight
Buffalo girls, won't you come out tonight?
Come out tonight