Party at Shitbag Inn Parts 1 2 by Billy Trailer and the Sunny Deez Lyrics
[Part 1]
[Intro: Big Fruky]
Yeah
Oh yeah baby
Yeah it's Big Fruky in the house
Yeah there's gonna be a fucking party tonight you stupid motherfucker
[Verse 1]
Ok bitch its Fruky here to do his thing
Always on top, cock tightened with a ring
Asking if it hurts? Bitch, give it a try
I bet you won't because if you do, you'll die
I made it out of the east
And I'm stuck here in the west
Ethiopia sucks it isn't even the best
Bitch I'm coming on through about to pull the fucking trigger
On this mouth-breathing fucking retard motherfucking ni****
Ok maybe I'm going a little too far
I don't have a gun, and I drive a shitty car
I'm just tryna compensate for my tiny fucking weiner
After you suck it though I bet it looks cleaner
[Hook]
Because my cock reeks, it fucking stinks
It looks like shit, that's how it tastes
I really need to have a fucking shower
I really need to have a fucking shower
There's nothing good about my penis
If I wasn't retarded then it would be the cleanest
I really need to have a fucking shower
I really need to have a fucking shower
[Verse 2]
My bros always talking about getting lots of pussy
I start to feel sad 'cause my cock's been dry
The fact that no woman will ever go near me
Makes it hard to relate to all the other guys
Maybe if I take a bath all my problems will be solved
Then I'd fuck her in the ass and her rotten baby hole
But here as it stands I'm still as gross as before
Nope I haven't washed my penis ever since the age of 4
[Hook]
Because my cock reeks, it fucking stinks
It looks like shit, that's how it tastes
I really need to have a fucking shower
I really need to have a fucking shower
There's nothing good about my penis
If I wasn't retarded then it would be the cleanest
I really need to have a fucking shower
I really need to have a fucking shower
[Outro]
Big Fruky out
I'm fucked
And I'm still not gonna wash my penis because I don't give a fuck
I don't give a frick
I don't care what my mom says, I don't care if she thinks my dick stinks
Fuck her, fuck this, fuck you
[Part 2]
[Verse: Leah Senior]
After the show, our protagonist makes his way through a crowd of meth heads and jenkem addicts to the room the bartender told him about earlier. He knew he could find a bodyguard for his trip up the mountain, for coin at the very least. The path up Broke Dick Mountain was not only treacherous due to the steep cliffs, loose rocks and strong winds, but a lot of mountain raiders set up camps there this time of the year. The trade routes were at its mount bountiful around this time and no raider in their right mind would pass up an opportunity like this
As he approached the large oak door he noticed a sign that read "NI". It looked as if someone was halfway through writing something and got distracted before they could finish. He slowly opened the door. Inside were 3 tables, two filled up with burly men and women clad in all sorts of metals and leather, playing a game of rat toss at one and dwarf jenga at the other. The third table's sole inhibitor had their face hidden in the dark, a stream of smoke rising from the burning cigar in their mouth. Our protagonist approached the third table and sat down, rolling a single gold coin across the table
"How much?" he asked
"300" the stranger replied
"300? Are you crazy?" our hero exclaimed
The mysterious woman lent closer, allowing the light to reveal her face
"You wanna get up that mountain alive, don't you?"
[Intro: Big Fruky]
Yeah
Oh yeah baby
Yeah it's Big Fruky in the house
Yeah there's gonna be a fucking party tonight you stupid motherfucker
[Verse 1]
Ok bitch its Fruky here to do his thing
Always on top, cock tightened with a ring
Asking if it hurts? Bitch, give it a try
I bet you won't because if you do, you'll die
I made it out of the east
And I'm stuck here in the west
Ethiopia sucks it isn't even the best
Bitch I'm coming on through about to pull the fucking trigger
On this mouth-breathing fucking retard motherfucking ni****
Ok maybe I'm going a little too far
I don't have a gun, and I drive a shitty car
I'm just tryna compensate for my tiny fucking weiner
After you suck it though I bet it looks cleaner
[Hook]
Because my cock reeks, it fucking stinks
It looks like shit, that's how it tastes
I really need to have a fucking shower
I really need to have a fucking shower
There's nothing good about my penis
If I wasn't retarded then it would be the cleanest
I really need to have a fucking shower
I really need to have a fucking shower
[Verse 2]
My bros always talking about getting lots of pussy
I start to feel sad 'cause my cock's been dry
The fact that no woman will ever go near me
Makes it hard to relate to all the other guys
Maybe if I take a bath all my problems will be solved
Then I'd fuck her in the ass and her rotten baby hole
But here as it stands I'm still as gross as before
Nope I haven't washed my penis ever since the age of 4
[Hook]
Because my cock reeks, it fucking stinks
It looks like shit, that's how it tastes
I really need to have a fucking shower
I really need to have a fucking shower
There's nothing good about my penis
If I wasn't retarded then it would be the cleanest
I really need to have a fucking shower
I really need to have a fucking shower
[Outro]
Big Fruky out
I'm fucked
And I'm still not gonna wash my penis because I don't give a fuck
I don't give a frick
I don't care what my mom says, I don't care if she thinks my dick stinks
Fuck her, fuck this, fuck you
[Part 2]
[Verse: Leah Senior]
After the show, our protagonist makes his way through a crowd of meth heads and jenkem addicts to the room the bartender told him about earlier. He knew he could find a bodyguard for his trip up the mountain, for coin at the very least. The path up Broke Dick Mountain was not only treacherous due to the steep cliffs, loose rocks and strong winds, but a lot of mountain raiders set up camps there this time of the year. The trade routes were at its mount bountiful around this time and no raider in their right mind would pass up an opportunity like this
As he approached the large oak door he noticed a sign that read "NI". It looked as if someone was halfway through writing something and got distracted before they could finish. He slowly opened the door. Inside were 3 tables, two filled up with burly men and women clad in all sorts of metals and leather, playing a game of rat toss at one and dwarf jenga at the other. The third table's sole inhibitor had their face hidden in the dark, a stream of smoke rising from the burning cigar in their mouth. Our protagonist approached the third table and sat down, rolling a single gold coin across the table
"How much?" he asked
"300" the stranger replied
"300? Are you crazy?" our hero exclaimed
The mysterious woman lent closer, allowing the light to reveal her face
"You wanna get up that mountain alive, don't you?"