Kneepads is back

Intro

Yo kneepads is back

So is Mr dick

Snorting cocaine

Smoking crack

Doing something

Stealing money from her mama

Verse 1

Guess what Jessica kneepads Witherspoon is back

She at the motel 6 with Mr dick

While Mr dick at work she fucking every Tom Dick and Larry

Selling nasty poon by the pound

Smelling like a million years old dead fish

She also eating out Sarge who runs the motel 6

Sarge gives her a discount on rent

Jessica killed her pitbull she had

She had her crib in Nichols South Carolina set on fire on purpose

Fucking dog killer she is

Dixie run away from kneepads Witherspoon and Mr dick Curtis bitch ass boyfriend

I fucking despise you both

I hope you rot in hell

Red Cross refused to pay your stay at motel 6

You did fraud and murdered your puppy pitbull

You need to go back to Popeye"s

But now you shovel shit for a living

Now you smell like Dead fish and shit

Laugh out loud

Hook 1

Sarge wants you

Her poon is wet

You say yummy in my tummy cum

Ha hahaha

Verse 2

Real talk who taught you to cook the si Robertson

Spaghetti and squirrel

Time to get on your knees rimjob and blowjobs

Kneepads play your fiddle

Mr Dick come outside with poor Dixie half naked

Like when you came to the door in a tank top and drawls

I wanted to bitch slap you Mr Dick

Skinny motherfucker toothpick bitch

Kneepads and Mr Dick

Hook 2

Kneepads

Mr Dick

Dog murders

Dixie i love you

But kneepads I ain"t got love for

Dixie run away

Verse 3

Did you bang your brother yet

Mommy and Daddy video taping your brother and sister porn

Kneepads Witherspoon and Mr dick are perfect together

She shits out pots of gold

Looking like a crackhead bo Derek

Yeah you kneepads Witherspoon

You got a beautiful big booty

But I want to vomit looking at you

Vomit time

Kneepads Witherspoon yucko

Chorus

Why is kneepads Witherspoon back

Why did she murder her pitbull

Why is Mr dick there too

Verse 4

Kneepads be honest instead of lying

Everything you say is a lie

You Irish drunk ugly and stupid

Irish people are retarded anyway

You could of told me Mr Dick is your man

You told me she was your coworker boyfriend

Lier lier pants on fire

Outro

The kneepads Witherspoon saga may continue

Greasy chicken Irish cunt