Raunch, Rogue, Shank

Whoo! Ha, ha!
 Welcome to my world! Ha, ha!
 Make yourself comfortable!
 How 'bout a couple of cocktails?
 Yeah! You ready?
 Cause I'm ready!
 I mean are you really ready?
 Cause I'm really ready!
 Ha, ha, yaaah!
 Billionaire playboy lifestyle
 From time to time it gets a bit wild
 I try to relax with fireside chats
 With a sister with some intellect/You know I like that
 Some slide by with ulterior motives
 Fuck it--I get the mental and physical bonus
 This one chick I will never forget
 She came through with a stranger and a bottle of Moet
 Kept inching closer the more Mo-mo she sipped
 She talking 'bout Camus/But she thinking 'bout dick
 All of a sudden she leaned forward and licked my lips
 My shirt went rip/My fly went zip
 Shit, well c'mon and let the games begin
 Cracked open her brassiere/Introduce me to the twins
 Slathered the avocado 'til she was nice and lathered
 Big Magnums/Won't be no family matters
 Man, it was like a marathon when I banged her
 All five CD's had cycled through the changer
 After her tenth climax I stop counting
 Vivid memories of them double D's bouncing
 The neighbors must have heard all the screaming and shouting
 Murdered it/She squirted just like a fountain
 When I finally came it was like a couple of ounces
 I'm thinking to myself/I gotta write a song about this
 Raunch! Rogue! Skank! Rogue!
 Raunch! Rogue! Skank! Rogue!
 Raunch!
 Now I don't fuck with the gym too much
 Bunch of swole-up homos frontin' like they tough
 Chickens be up in that spot fully made up
 Barely even bust a sweat/I mean what the fuck is that?
 This one walks up and says, "Can I get a spot?"
 I'm thinking, "Damn, I'm the smallest cat up in the spot!"
 She say, "It's easy boo, just stand behind me"
 "And when it gets too heavy could you grab the sides please?"
 Nestled up to me and then she began
 One, two, three/"Give me a hand?"
 See, now we're entering dangerous territory
 Cause at this point my joint's growing and maturing
 Tenting in my sweats
 She got through half a set/'Bout number six
 Turned around and said, "Is that your dick?"
 Visions in my mind of harassment lawsuits
 Instead she starts to smile and say, "You're kind of cute."
 "Why don't you put them weights up on the rack?"
 Jangled on her keys/Said, "Follow me out back."
 We in the parking structure trying to find her ride
 A ride that a Tahoe black a '99
 We made the beast with two backs together
 I left a sweaty ass print on the leather
 To this day it's hard to forget her
 Another entry in the diary of a sinner
 Raunch! Rogue! Skank! Rogue!
 Raunch! Rogue! Skank! Rogue!
 Raunch!