Lyrics George Wendt - Danny!

I'm like a G in a pea coat
Kumquat, cum yacht, skeet skeet in a boat
Fuck you think I'm knee deep in it fo'
For cheese nigga please feed me free reefer and coke
Pop some midol and I'm all set
Run down to midtown get my balls wet
But not that tranny action
I'm talking moms mabley baby, granny Jackson
Designed this flyer in papyrus font
Sent an e-mail just to see what Miley Cyrus want
She told me comic sans I'm not a damn mind reader
Besides these Y's look like I's on the wifebeater
You don't like us? Well keep a distance from us
Give us ten feet mincemeat pita chips and humus
My mantra is get rich or die trying
Or try dying, or try iron on tie dying
Could try briars brand yogurt
Beware of leviathans they try to scam ogres
Ask Shrek he can vouch
Peace to Selma Hayek's ass, chest, cheeks, and mouth
Damnit I have needs
I ain't an ass man show me calves and knees
I'm smelling mustard gas in the breeze
Stuck the brass in the P in the aspirin machine
Yo now everyone do the George Wendt
Camping outside with Mormons in an orange tent
Watching the foreign kids perform rent
On a warm fence... for 44 cents