Lyrics Bloodhound Gang – Dimes

Where to begin?
They call me tropical storm Jim
Here’s your really local forecast, there’s a warm front moving in
Pin drop, yeah you heard it when I moon walked in the room

Pre-Chorus:
My rhymes score dimes ain’t nothing you can do
It’s hard to clap with your dick in your hand dude
I write the songs that girls like to dance to
I write the songs that girls like to dance to

Chorus:
I write the songs that girls like to dance to
I write the songs that girls like to dance to

What? Who me? Who am I? Well I’m just awesome
Like watching someone else getting kicked in the balls and DJs hit pause when I waltz in,
my thoughts enthrall crowds for hours and it would come at no surprise if I had magical powers, poof
Buy me beers, cheers. Here’s to blood, sweat and tears for fears
Yes I get stupid like a baby with pierced ears
So drop me like them panties drop when I drop knowledge
Danger was my middle name but I changed it in college

Pre-Chorus x2

Chorus

Make them motherfuckers sweat
x12
Make them disco babies wet

Turn on a dime with a rhyme so quick
Get stuck in her head like porn star dick
x2

Make them motherfuckers sweat
Make them motherfuckers sweat
Make them motherfuckers sweat
Turn on a dime with a rhyme so quick
Make them motherfuckers sweat
Make them motherfuckers sweat
Make them motherfuckers sweat
Get stuck in her head like porn star dick
x2