Just like Halley's Comet, you make me wanna vomit

Put braids in my hair like Osama Bilamet

Then bomb it

Eh, (What, too soon?) (Yeah, a little too soon)

I stick my dick in a b-hole, a b-hole

Then I stick my treasures in a tree hole, a tree hole

It's the perfect place to store the perfect treasure

Any type of climate, any type of weather

All I really wanna do is lick your ass

Pull out my tongue and lick it fast, so fast

That it feels like a million tongues at once

Can you picture it?

It's like arithmetic, when I'm whippin out my tits and dick

Add it up, it amounts to shit quick

Sand, cuz I'm a man

Throwin bombs like I was Afghanistan

Ehh, man (Too soon?) (Hehe, yeah)

Last night in the barn yo momma gave me a hummer

Black Eyed Peas got a fat black drummer

Arithmetic