Scurvy Bitches Aint Shit
[Chorus 1: Haydn]
Thar she be, smelly as the sea
And with a nose so keen you can smell her scurvy
I don't know, how far I'm willing to go
But no matter what she carries thar she blows

[Verse 1: Real Miles, (Geomeat)]
Here on the ocean some sailors goin' without proper forms of protection (gonorrhea)
A stupid decision in reverse vision due to the risk of infection (uh)
AIDs on the high seas, or at least HIV
Ain't the only thing to worry
What's a sea-faring voyage without dental spoilage
Because of the illness of scurvy? (shiver)

Vitamin C on the high seas could've spared me from this fate (arr)
But, alas, my captain's an ass and lemons were not in the freight (with a hook)
So at least grab a condom, and please wrap your willie, before you decide to fuck
Because just like the lead singer of Queen, you might be out of luck

[Chorus 2: Haydn & Real Miles]
Thar she be, smelly as the sea
And with a nose so keen you can smell her scurvy
I don't know, how far I'm willing to go
But not matter what she carries here comes Nolan
[Hayden]
Yo, Nolan! Nolan wake up it's your verse, dude!

[Verse 2: Nolan]
Scurvy bitches ain't shit
Barnacles on this dick
Girl has big tits?
I don't give a shit

STDs ain't worth money and money ain't worth as much as honey
So honey, let's quit being funny, and fuck until it gets sunny
If you think I have standards, bitch you're wrong
Now show me that ass without the thong
Typhoid, TB, the flu, or the cold
As long as you're female, bitch I'm sold

Grew up in Scituate, home of the sailors
Kicked for varsity, had Mrs. Naylor
My dick's so big I might need a tailor
To carry condoms and my inhaler

Nolan out!

[Chorus 3: Haydn, Real Miles, Nolan]
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