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letra de hateful head helen (a capella) - hateful head helen

[knocking sound effect]

[male voice, spoken]
who is it?!

[sweet p-ssy pauline, spoken]
yeah, it’s me. just stopping by to let you know i won’t be needing your lil’ d-ck services any longer

[male voice, spoken]
oh, really?

[sweet p-ssy pauline, spoken]
yeah, really

fellas, i wanna know if i can talk to you for just a minute
now, there’s a certain kinda fella that i wanna talk to
i wanna talk to all these motherf-ckers walkin’ around here with these big, thick, fake–ss gold chains on
these beepers that don’t work, ain’t never worked, ain’t had no intentions on workin’
and no d-ck

now i ask: what are your plans?
are you gon’ beat the p-ssy, and if it ain’t in are you gon’ call it on your private phones?
wake up, fellas
smell the coffee and realize that you are not the t

whoo! but you know i have a dream
i have a dream that one day these motherf-ckers will get this jerry juice out their hair
i have a dream that i won’t be faced to look at no more scary curls
i have a dream that one day these motherf-ckers will quit pullin’ and scratchin’ on these lil’ bitty–ss uncirc-mcised–ss d-cks
’cause sh-t fellas, if it ain’t grew by now it ain’t gonna
that’s why i’m lookin’ this evening
ooh, sh-t! i want you to know that i’m lookin’ for the almighty club

now, if you got the almighty club let me hear ya
uh huh! i said club honey, if i wanted a toothpick i would go to my neighbourhood supermarket, whoo!
now if you think you can wear a p-ssy out lemme hear ya
uh huh! then you’re the ones that i wanna talk to this evening
lemme hear you chant: “we want some p-ssy!”
whoo! i love that kinda carrying on

i recently had a brief encounter of the two inch kind
or what i thought was the two inch kind
this fine young morsel stopped by my boudoir claiming to possess the almighty club
and you know me, inquiring minds wanna know and i had to know
so he came on in
we was sitting there at the kitchen table, i was lookin’ real s-xy by candlelight
so i decided i would go up under the table for what i thought was just a little light snack…

whoo, sh-t! big table-leg-d-ck-carrying–ss motherf-cker you!
girls, you shoulda seen this motherf-cker
big ol’ hateful black d-ck
ooh girl, big uncirc-mcised–ss motherf-cker
girls, it looked like an anteater!
i mean — i scooted back and looked in the kitchen for some crackers
’cause honey, this motherf-cker had plenty of cheese!
whoo, sh-t! ooh!

after removing the cheese girls, i commenced to doing circular motions on the tip of the anteater
[noises]
ooh, sh-t! this motherf-cker was screaming, “miss head, miss head, miss head!”
now, now fellas, i ask you, if you want a little head this evening, lemme hear you scream
uh huh! how many of you out there got big ol’ hateful anteaters?
ooh, sh-t! uh huh, that’s what i’m lookin’ for this evening

girls, then he told me, “come on miss head, lemme work that p-ssy up”
i said, “well, okay”
girls, i put one leg on the microwave and the other one just across the blender
ooh, sh-t! this motherf-cker started heatin’ and mixin’ sh-t up in this puss —
whoo, wait a minute motherf-cker, what is you tryna do?
oh, oh, motherf-cker wait a minute, wait, what is that thang doing down there?
oh, sh-t, motherf-cker, wait a minute, wait girl

i didn’t think i could take no more
so i pulled a dog on him girls, i turned over and took it like a dog
woof woof! whoo, sh-t, wait a minute, motherf-cker you’re makin’ me vi — ah!
jamaican me vibe, motherf-cker
i had to change positions on this motherf-cker

girls, i put one leg in the freezer and the other one in the draino bottle
uh huh, then i worked this motherf-ckin’ p-ssy, ooh
just watch how my p-ssy gon’ grip this anteater, uh huh
motherf-cker, sniff on this motherf-cker, ah, ooh
wait a minute, whatcha doin’? whatcha do — whoo, sh-t!
wait a minute, motherf-cker, it’s just gon — ugh! ugh!
wait, is you tryna make it come outta my throat?
[choking and panting] wait…wait motherf-cker, wait!

get that thang outta me, motherf-cker, i can’t —
what the f-ck is you doin’ down there?
big green-sopping, cornbread, neck-bone-eating son of a b-tch, you!
oh, i can’t take it, no more anteater tonight!
get this motherf-cker — oh!
wait, whatcha — is you tryna rip the p-ssy out, motherf-cker?
what is you doin’, oh!
wait, wait motherf-cker, wait, please, g-g-g-g-g-g-guh!
[sighing]

- hateful head helen

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