Ladies listen up, this song is for you
You know it's hard out there trying to find a dude
But the Lonely Island's got three top-notch brothers
So sit back and listen while they compliment each other
My man Keev is the *
Dude is thoughtful as *,
plus his body is ripped
He's a good listener even when he's
exhausted And he's crazy hygienic,
always brushing and
blossoming But that ain't nothing compared to my main
man Yorm The most sensitive,
caring dude I've ever
known He's got that sweet smile,
he's got that slow
touch What's that sweet smell?
Oh *, he cooked you brunch!
But hold up,
my man Andy's got us both beat He makes
a skinny margarita that's a wonderful
treat Plus caramel eyes that are hella disarming
He ain't no * prince,
my man is King John Well you're far too kind,
and speaking
of kindness My man Keev's been diagnosed with color blindness
He loves all people, plus he's got the fat dick
He's like a gold brick,
all shiny and thick When they pitched me this song,
they were
kinda vague But I said * it,
I'm in,
cause they said
I'm paid One thing's for sure,
these dudes are weird
motherfuckers So kick back and listen while they compliment
each other My man Yorm fucks all night Call
him Super Mario cause he be laying the pipe
He got the eye contact like only you
in the room A modern thinking man,
he ain't afraid of a broom
Yeah you're talking feminism,
Andy loves that * Plus the femme
fatales love him cause he's got good dick
And he's a giver,
donates hella money to charity He's also got a great sense of humor
That's personality I hate to interrupt,
but I gotta interject He grinds his own espresso,
has his own Beniti Brat Keev's so loyal when he makes his peck
That he'll only think of you when he's jacking his dick He's
a shoulder to cry on when you're down in the dumps He's an
outfit to try on when you need a slam dunk He's an extra stirring
hand when you're making a soup Take a ride in his coupe,
he makes you wanna shoot I'm starting to suspect that these dudes
gang It's none of my business,
they just born this
way I mean, how many times you gonna mention
your homies dick But still trying to act like this song is
chicks So ladies be warned before you hop under the
covers They might be * you but they'll be thinking
about each other The compliments, bitch!