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stretch nuts: a legend was born - shaggy 2 dope lyrics

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[intro: sh-ggy 2 dope]
so, i mean, everybody pretty much knows one of my aliases is stretch nuts, right? you know what i’m sayin’? and i really can’t tell you why i never really elaborated on it, but, but i will, man. i will

[verse 1: sh-ggy 2 dope]
36 inches, b-tch! and that’s only a smidgen
me and my droopy sack, you know the legend
still talk about nuts [?]
is that a water balloon hangin’ out a patch of d-ck hair? (nope!)
my ball sack was blessed by the pope
t double o or t-w-o (dope!)
i double dutch dropped my junk. f-ck rope!
and i sucker punchin’ chumps and punks and cut throats (nope!)
you don’t want nothin’ like a hairy v-g-n-
i’ll stretch my scr-t-m from here to china
my nuts got stuck in my f-ckin’ recliner
behind ‘em, big poppa pump (scott steiner!)
i got my car blind on mace (sting!)
dropped like a rock in a sock (boing!)
popped in my shiner face (bling!)
dropped two rocks down a tube stock (boing, boing!)
four fat hood rats swingin’ off my scr-t-m
ah! get off it! (“just wanna hold ‘em!”)
the testic-elastic even smashed and swollen
nut sack gymnastics, i sn-tched a good one

[chorus: sh-ggy 2 dope]
when i was young, my nuts hung (low)
you might say much lower than some (oh?)
down to the floor like a wore-out bungee cord (yeah?)
some say (yeah?) a legend was born (oh!)
all hail stretch nuts!
a b-tch bound to faint at the slightest sight (yup!)
all hail stretch nuts!
you play your cards right, they’re yours tonight (that’s right)

[verse 2: sh-ggy 2 dope]
every time we f-ck, we both get stuck
entangled, near strangled in my ball
took my nuts up a sl-t’s b-tt (her booty hole walls?)
it’s fruity, though, like bananas and lemon
grapes and peaches, sweet watermelon
[?] ho might wanna tell ‘em
ah wait, can’t reach him, ‘cause he caught a felon
a beauty ho got a tight na-nan like ellen
but i hate the screechin’ and all the yellin’
stretch nuts, b-tch! sh-ggy sh-ggs the clown
short shorts! my nut bag drags the ground
double [?]! make sure it’s no f-gs around
lay down, ho! (bloop) you hear the tea baggin’ sound?
my nut bag, like two [?] it’s a panty hose
extra young speedos? sh-t, hand me those
f-ck [?] chicks! give me gigantic hoes
that’s all right! my d-ck is like sand in toes
you like a rope, b-tch? you get punched in that p-ssy
f-ck a tight tummy. give me fat and mushy
i eat your whole b-tt crack out of that tushie
i’m sh-ggy. my whole nut bag extra bushy
f-ck clippers. i like my p-b-s caught in shippers
i hate feather waists. give me a-scale tippers
[?]
and i bring home sl-ts swingin’ on my nuts like tarzan

[chorus: sh-ggy 2 dope]
when i was young, my nuts hung (low)
you might say much lower than some (oh?)
down to the floor like a wore-out bungee cord (yeah?)
some say (yeah?) a legend was born (oh!)
all hail stretch nuts!
a b-tch bound to faint at the slightest sight (yup!)
all hail stretch nuts!
you play your cards right, they’re yours tonight (that’s right)

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