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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Fishbone
Fishbone
Künstler:in
Joi
Joi
Stimme und Gesang
N'Dea Davenport
N'Dea Davenport
Stimme und Gesang
Peach
Peach
Stimme und Gesang
Jeanette
Jeanette
Stimme und Gesang
JANNA
JANNA
Stimme und Gesang
Tirunji
Tirunji
Stimme und Gesang
Taree
Taree
Stimme und Gesang
Trina Meade
Trina Meade
Stimme und Gesang
Mary Harris
Mary Harris
Stimme und Gesang
John Nelson
John Nelson
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
A. Moore
A. Moore
Texte
W. Kibby
W. Kibby
Komponist:in
J. Bigham
J. Bigham
Komponist:in
P. Fisher
P. Fisher
Komponist:in
N. Fisher
N. Fisher
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Fishbone
Fishbone
Produzent:in
Dallas Austin
Dallas Austin
Produzent:in
Alvin Speights
Alvin Speights
Mischtechniker:in
Darin Prindle
Darin Prindle
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Erick Malmstron
Erick Malmstron
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Tony Cousins
Tony Cousins
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

I said yes but she kept sayin' no Yeah the scent was in the air Was it a rose I said excuse me ma'am But you tweekin' my nose She slapped him in the face With a terrible blow... Ohh what a Sourpuss... Mug all twisted (like a licorice chew) Make a puss like that (it's gonna stay on you) Gasoline stang (if you know what I mean) Ohh what a Sourpuss... Nothin' but a Sourpuss Sour (P-u-s-s) Sour (P-u-s-s)... I step to the rear guess what did I see A big pumpin bump (just a lookin' at he) Bootie licious nutritious for the (doodle e dee) I tapped her on the shoulder (and what did you see) Nothin' but a Sourpuss... Squirt juicy Bootie (but the muga was pushed) I got a knife full of butta (to spread the butush) Would you like to hit that (oh how I woosh) It made my face turn green (from her fuming bush) Ohh what a Sourpuss... Nothin' but a Sourpuss Sour (P-u-s-s) Sour (P-u-s-s)... Do you know of the many mangling ways there are to twist your puss It sho get sour sometime down there by the mission let me get a piece of sum a dat chicken, Hell Yeah... You've got that clench jaw scrunched snawz look You've got the frown wrinkled flex lip look You got the ring around the collar pulsin' all red You got the prune face mental case punch munch mug Looks like you got a frown like a crazy clown wit mud fallin' down You got mustard nostrils and barnacles all up under your chin You got da sloppy skin decomposing grin Yo head is flat wit stringy napps and happy nap sack You got the looky loo mouth piarea crew You got the don't hurt me please limburger cheese look When you took a photo shot the lens broke cause ya ugly folk Looks like your nose got caught up and twisted in a bicycle spoke Yo face can pass for a orangutan's ass Yo pussy smell so bad I had to move back to Baghdad You got the Marion Berry Rockhead look You got the Al Green hot grits look You grill is made of steel and can't be real You got that Spiderman brace face been Hit in the face by the Frankenstein bass Yo mug is covered with chili lookin' silly Workin' at 7-11 thinkin' everything is heaven Ohh what a Sourpuss... Nothin' but a sourpuss...
Writer(s): Tom Davis, Monte Messex Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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