Cussin’ and cussin’, more cussin’
In songs by the dussin’
On that stinkin’ MTV
Cussin’ and cussin’, more cussin’
They don’t learn a lussen
Eff-yoo-cee-kay bleepin’ free

I’m not tryin’ to be so prudish
But it’s rudish, and gets old to me
I’m not tryin’ to be so classy
But that assie, is showin’ all to me

Cussin’ and cussin’, more cussin’
Too much muffin, like on Brit-n-nee
Don’t you remember when Beaver?
Was named Cleaver, on my childhood T.V.
Yes it was

(internude of “choice” rap lyrics)

Cussin’ and cussin’, more cussin’
There’s nothin’ but humpin’
Everywhere you wanna see
Fussin’ and fussin’, more fussin’
The picture I’m dumpin’
Cause my kids are five and three