Give Away the Hoots!

Viper Inc.
April 12, 2016

Burnt to the bottom with the new kid in town
Driving in the bonney that just shines all around
Heaving through the bunnies like it ain’t a last shot at hell
Wouldn’t you give me a piece of his sweet swaying swell
Wasn’t he the guy that took a candy from my bag
Wasn’t he the bloke that shook a penny off my swag
Now that he has dilly swaying to his high ringing boots
I got to have a piece of him to give away the hoots

Wasn’t he the one that took a bath to the end
Ringing us the vapours of his sharp turning bend
Hooting through the sixes like his teeth made of proof
Dancing with my exes like them dogs wouldn’t woof
If it’s gonna be just me that takes a call on his cash
He wouldn’t have some toilet trash to up his stash
So before he gets just going far with his truck full of loots
I got to have a piece of him to give away the hoots

Saw him from the roof of lord while he pissed on my lawn
Wouldn’t just wanna give a damn but the smell turned me on
Off I winked at the fools with sticks for a call to the nuns
Asking for some justice just to get him the runs
But greased them all he did too fine with me in his tart
Had her in a trance and all but the runt wouldn’t start
So now I got his picture with the moon sniffing roots
I got to have a piece of him to give away the hoots