[sounds of a press conference]
[Tony Bones]
Allright everbody, shut it
Uhh...things have gotten pear-shaped
Let's get it sorted. My name's Tony Bones
I'd like to apologize to the nation for uhh
Splashin on Monica's Dress
[Mr Live interrupts]
Yo yo, hold on, wait a second. You with the jheri curls
Get out my way. Yo yo this is Mr. Live
88 whats a name (?). I bust all over the
Gap dress, nah mean? This cat is fradulent
[TB] No no, I claim the stain. I claim the stain...
[ML] Nah Nah, that was me. Crazy bust off
The DNA gonna show it
[ML]
Why you go and do that, Mr President?
It was me that ran through that, splashin over Monica
Fradulent confession, Mr. President
I was all up in your residence the White House
I was militant like Mumia deliverin messages
See that Gap dress clingin tightly to her breasteses
She was after this, your secretary
But I wasn't respecting this, its legendary...
Told her my name was Vernon Jordan
"I can hook you up with Revlon," she bought this
She's givin me head in oval offices!
I can't believe Lewinsky is on the knees
Who busts in the door your wife and Chelsea
I couldn't lie though, your wife is a bimbo
Chelsea's ugly, and Monica's a nympho
We took it the Oval Office
Where they signed the 5th amendment
Preceded to bend it, like I was demented
Up in a mile a minute, I splashed and left a stain
Went for the cheek, and got all on her dress
I lost my aim, Bubba
Another fact that's gonna be a teaser
Monica left the dress in her momma's deep freezer
Monica's a skeeza
Why do Live have to be the double lard pleeza?
Turkey on the roll, and I can smack that beeva
From here to Geneva
Monica Lewinsky took every centimeter
Shes a Pita eata
The bomb like the taco bell, chicken fajita
Believe a brother Bill, Kenneth Star
Gonna take the DNA and find out that's
It blacker than the whole NBA
So I'm sorry for the stain Mr. President
I know its causin you pain, splashin over Monica
[TB]
Why'd you go and do that, Mr. President?
It was me that ran through that, I wasn't hesitant
Now one night @ SOB's I was out lookin for cheese
And I came upon this honey mo-mo lewinsky
She's 5'8, couple of pounds overweight
So I wondered was it glandular or truly what she ate?
Maybe a family trait
She needed fries with her shake
And to be honest, I would say
She'd get it on a good day
But since I'm a brotha who stays in control of his boner
I had more reservations than (what?) Arizona
Three drinks later she was damn near Pam Grier
Maybe my imagination or the Black and Tan beer
Well anyway, we're in her black Mitsubishi, on the
Way back out to DC with Secret Service and [dee tees?]
Tellin me, she wants to get touched like she's ET
I say "Don't worry Mo, I got more hard drive than a PC."
To the oval office to get one of Bill's Philly's
Where she used to smoke illy with Kathleen Willy
And some shots of Clarence Thomas when he had locks
Reagan on rocks, she had Edgar Hoover's old frocks
We did it once upon the kitchen, and once upon the floor
And once upon the ceiling with the [neck around the door?]
Then it splashed galore, she forgave me for
The stain I left up on her and the White house decor
So sorry for the stain, Mr. President
I know its causin you pain, splashin over Monica
I claim the stain, Mr President, I tried to
Be benevloent but then I had to represent like skeet
(imitates Clinton)
"Shit Girrl!"
[Tony Bones]
Allright everbody, shut it
Uhh...things have gotten pear-shaped
Let's get it sorted. My name's Tony Bones
I'd like to apologize to the nation for uhh
Splashin on Monica's Dress
[Mr Live interrupts]
Yo yo, hold on, wait a second. You with the jheri curls
Get out my way. Yo yo this is Mr. Live
88 whats a name (?). I bust all over the
Gap dress, nah mean? This cat is fradulent
[TB] No no, I claim the stain. I claim the stain...
[ML] Nah Nah, that was me. Crazy bust off
The DNA gonna show it
[ML]
Why you go and do that, Mr President?
It was me that ran through that, splashin over Monica
Fradulent confession, Mr. President
I was all up in your residence the White House
I was militant like Mumia deliverin messages
See that Gap dress clingin tightly to her breasteses
She was after this, your secretary
But I wasn't respecting this, its legendary...
Told her my name was Vernon Jordan
"I can hook you up with Revlon," she bought this
She's givin me head in oval offices!
I can't believe Lewinsky is on the knees
Who busts in the door your wife and Chelsea
I couldn't lie though, your wife is a bimbo
Chelsea's ugly, and Monica's a nympho
We took it the Oval Office
Where they signed the 5th amendment
Preceded to bend it, like I was demented
Up in a mile a minute, I splashed and left a stain
Went for the cheek, and got all on her dress
I lost my aim, Bubba
Another fact that's gonna be a teaser
Monica left the dress in her momma's deep freezer
Monica's a skeeza
Why do Live have to be the double lard pleeza?
Turkey on the roll, and I can smack that beeva
From here to Geneva
Monica Lewinsky took every centimeter
Shes a Pita eata
The bomb like the taco bell, chicken fajita
Believe a brother Bill, Kenneth Star
Gonna take the DNA and find out that's
It blacker than the whole NBA
So I'm sorry for the stain Mr. President
I know its causin you pain, splashin over Monica
[TB]
Why'd you go and do that, Mr. President?
It was me that ran through that, I wasn't hesitant
Now one night @ SOB's I was out lookin for cheese
And I came upon this honey mo-mo lewinsky
She's 5'8, couple of pounds overweight
So I wondered was it glandular or truly what she ate?
Maybe a family trait
She needed fries with her shake
And to be honest, I would say
She'd get it on a good day
But since I'm a brotha who stays in control of his boner
I had more reservations than (what?) Arizona
Three drinks later she was damn near Pam Grier
Maybe my imagination or the Black and Tan beer
Well anyway, we're in her black Mitsubishi, on the
Way back out to DC with Secret Service and [dee tees?]
Tellin me, she wants to get touched like she's ET
I say "Don't worry Mo, I got more hard drive than a PC."
To the oval office to get one of Bill's Philly's
Where she used to smoke illy with Kathleen Willy
And some shots of Clarence Thomas when he had locks
Reagan on rocks, she had Edgar Hoover's old frocks
We did it once upon the kitchen, and once upon the floor
And once upon the ceiling with the [neck around the door?]
Then it splashed galore, she forgave me for
The stain I left up on her and the White house decor
So sorry for the stain, Mr. President
I know its causin you pain, splashin over Monica
I claim the stain, Mr President, I tried to
Be benevloent but then I had to represent like skeet
(imitates Clinton)
"Shit Girrl!"
( Mr. Live )
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