The worse lyrics ever....5k to anyone who can find worse.

[Androphobic Homosexual]

Don't cut, don't cut this pig. Don't cut, don't cut this pig. BREE BREE! BREE BREE! Don't cut, don't cut this pig. (x2)

Verse:
And we hit up the club. and you know we getting love. When we riding on some dubs, Ta ta totally dude! TA TA TOTALLY DUDE! TA TA TOTALLY DUDE! TA TA TOTALLY DUDE! TA TA TOTALLY DUDE! We're sitting on the brink. Having too many drink. And you know we getting crunk, when we up in the club. WHEN WE UP IN THE CLUB! WHEN WE UP IN THE CLUB! GETTING FREAKY WITH SLUTS! WHEN WE UP IN THE CLUB! Then I lean to the back. When you're floating out your rack. And then as you pass, let me see you make it clap. JUST MAKE IT CLAP FOR ME GIRL! JUST MAKE IT CLAP FOR ME GIRL! JUST MAKE IT CLAP!!!


Worst. song. ever.
The band is okay, but this song, no.

[Chris Rave]

lone_rejected_angel

kidgoko

Mr. Samberg, thanks for coming to your performance review.
No problem.
So you're in charge around here, is that fair to say?
Absolutely, I'm the boss.
Ok, so take us through a day in the life of, "The Boss".
Well the first thing I do is--

Talk to corporate (like a boss)
Approve memos (like a boss)
Lead a workshop (like a boss)
Remember birthdays (like a boss)
Direct work-flow (like a boss)
My own bathroom (like a boss)
Micro-manage (like a boss)
Promote synergy (like a boss)

Hit on Deborah (like a boss)
Get rejected (like a boss)
Swallow sadness (like a boss)
Send some faxes (like a boss)
Call a sex line (like a boss)
Cry deeply (like a boss)
Demand a refund (like a boss)
Eat a bagel (like a boss)

Harassment Lawsuit (like a boss)
No Promotion (like a boss)
5th of vodka (like a boss)
s**t on Deborah's desk (like a boss)
Bite a gun (like a boss)
In my mouth (like a boss)
Oh ******** man, I can't ******** do it, s**t!

p***y out (like a boss)
Puke on Deborah's desk (like a boss)
Jump out the windows (like a boss)
Suck a dude's d**k (like a boss)
Snort some coke (like a boss)
Crash my car (like a boss)
Suck my own d**k (like a boss)
Eat some chicken strips (like a boss)

Chop my balls off (like a boss)
Black out in the sewer (like a boss)
Meet a giant fish (like a boss)
******** his brains out (like a boss)
Turn into a jet (like a boss)
Bomb the Russians (like a boss)
Crash into the Sun (like a boss)
Now I'm dead (like a boss)

Uh huh. So that's an... average day for you then.
No doubt.
You chopped your balls off and die.
Hell yeah.
And I think at one point there you said something about sucking your own d**k?
Nope.
Actually, I'm pretty sure you did.
Nah, that ain't me.
OK, well this has been eye-opening for me.
I'm the boss.
Ya, I know, I got that. You said it about 400 times.
I'm the boss.
Ya, ya, I got it.
I'm the boss.
No, I heard you, see you later!
(like a boss

Lyric are horrible, but video makes up for it.

yeah i know i watch it alot

[Marjosa]

Call me Doctor Love

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ED_pU2oDnug

Not bad at first, but trust me, It gets terrible.

LOL.

I remember this song.

[Emma Jane-Chan]

Birthday Sex
Now THAT has some shitty lyrics

[Photon Burst]

Anything by Metro Station.

Edit - Or the Detachable p***s song.

[downtown love]

Get krunk, get drunk, get ******** up. Throw your hands in the air, that's whats up. Now pass me the forty girl. I need to get drunk before it's over girl! So don't you take this drink from me. I will knock you down on your knees. And make you lick my p***s up and down, up and down...

Up and down, back and forth, I'm making you my whore. Up and down, back and forth, girl you will be my whore...

I'M SO ******** UP! I'M SO BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH! WHAT THE ********! I'M SO ******** UPppppppp...

Girl I'm too drunk to drive. Will you take me home tonight. You can be my sugar dumpling muffin baby punkin pie! So look into my eyes. Do you really think I lie. Girl I'm not kidding when I say I need a ******** ride!!!

Drink up, drunk slut, you catch up. I'm too ******** up to stand up. I don't drink to impress myself. I drink to wake up in your girlfriends house. And when I wake up in her bed. I tell that b***h to give me head. I make her lick my p***s up and down, up and down...


...You get the gist of it.
I'm ashamed to have gone to their shows.

[Deflated Lung]

I think they sound like elementary school children rapping back and fourth, sometimes mentioning alcohol and sex to seem cool and controversial. I don't find them catchy, but if I did I'd hate them even more because I hate catchy music.

I couldn't name worse lyrics as I pay little attention to them.

[lone_rejected_angel]

Bermuda Triangle

Yea
My type of s**t
See!!
When i do what i do i do it
I said when i do what i do i do it
Dat right

[verse 1:]
See she all on my d**k cause i make alot of money,
But i unno why cause she gets none,
(bring it back)...all on my d**k cause i make alot of money
But i unno why cause she gets none from me
She only get d**k way down in her tummy,
N she tell all of her friends now her friends wanna,
(bring it back)...only get d**k way down in her tummy,
And she tell all of her friends now her friends wanna ******** me
Im lookin in the mirror and i see a dollar sign
I had a cat scan and i had money on my mind
I tell a b***h go and get my name on ya spine
So i can fell good when im hitting it from behind
Im crack rock fresh baby im that boy
Yea put me in a pot and
Watch i come back hard
Yea put me on that block
And watch i come back rich
Now she done put me in that p***y
She aint came back since

[chorus:]
Ask dem hoes, yea ask dem hoes,
Ask dem hoes about me, ask dem hoes,
Uh huh yea ask dem hoes,
Ask dem hoes about me

5k please

Omg....this was horrible. Potential 5k right there.

[lone_rejected_angel]

G u m m ii e - W u r m

I don't think too many terrible songs can top how bad The Millionaires are.

Send me a trade. 5k for saying that.

[PhD Whom]

Women are stupid and I don’t respect them,
That’s right, I just have sex with them.

Show me your genitals, your genitals…
What!
Show me your genitals…
Genitalia!
Show me your genitals, your genitals…
What!
Show me your genitals…
Genitalia!

You’re talkin’ to me about stuff…why?
I’d rather see your titties.
Now you’re talking about other stuff…why?
I’d much rather see your titties.

I can’t have sex with your personality,
and I can’t put my p***s in your college degree,
and I can’t shove my fist in your childhood dreams,
so why you sharing all this information with me?

It’s not sexist ’cause I’m saying it in a song,
That’s right b***h, now take off your thong…

And show me your genitals, your genitals…
What!
Show me your genitals…
Your genitalia!
Show me your genitals, your genitals…
What!
Show me your genitals…
Your genitalia!

Knock knock, who’s there? It’s me…
Wondering why you’re not naked.
Know knock, who’s there? Me again…
Still wondering why you’re not naked.

I wanna see your bum, I don’t care what you say,
No I don’t have feelings cause feelings are gay.
Something something in the month of May,
Bitches love my p***s cause it’s really big.

Girls’ brains are much stupider than men’s are,
so they should always listen to us cause we’re smart.
Women are only good for three things,
cooking, cleaning…and vaginas.

Show me your genitals, your genitals…
What!
Show me your genitals…
Your genitalia!
Show me your genitals, your genitals…
What!
Show me your genitals…
Your genitalia!

I can give good sex to you…
cause I’m really good at sex.
I can give good sex to you…
cause I’m really good at sex.

Ahh yeah, that’s right, shake your…bums.

I’m out of here…I gotta go have sex…
with a lot of girls.

[TheRandomStalker]

Bloodhound Gang - The Bad Touch

so horrible and annoying

[lone_rejected_angel]

effing bananas

JO BROS!
-gag-

Haha. Agreed.

[NeverGoingToBeBack]

Turn it up some
Alright boys, this is her favorite song
You know that right
So, if we play it good and loud
She might get up and dance again
Ooh, she put her beer down
Here she comes
Here she comes
Left left left right left
Whoo

Husslers shootin' eightball
Throwin' darts at the wall
Feelin' damn near 10 ft. tall
Here she comes, Lord help us all
Ol' T.W.'s girlfriend done slapped him outta his chair
Poor ole boy, it ain't his fault
It's so hard not to stare
At that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk
(Aww son)

Now Honey, you can't blame her
For what her mama gave her
It ain't right to hate her
For workin' that money-maker
Band shuts down at two
But we're hangin' out till three
We hate to see her go
But love to watch her leave
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
(Ooh, that's what I'm talkin' bout right there, honey)

We don't care bout the drinkin'
Barely listen to the band
Our hands, they start a shakin'
When she gets the urge to dance
Drivin' everybody crazy
You think you fell in love
Boys, you better keep your distance
You can look but you can't touch
That honkey tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk

That honky tonk badonkadonk
Yeah, that honky tonk badonkadonk

(That's it, right there boys, that's why we do what we do
It ain't for the money, it ain't for the glory, it ain't for the free whiskey
It's for the badonkadonk)

[Bermuda Triangle]

lone_rejected_angel

Omg....this was horrible. Potential 5k right there.

I just googled lil wayne.
I figured something would come up.