The illest motherfucker in a cardigan sweater
Llega un momento en la vida en que uno da el estirón, y el cambio de perspectiva hace que sus padres le parezcan bajitos por primera vez. Al mismo tiempo, uno empieza a indagar en sus figuras, y la silueta de progenitor se desdibuja. En su lugar aparece otra más personal, llena del interés que despierta un tipo al que no conoces a pesar de haber vivido con él toda la vida. Entonces descubres sus anécdotas NC-17, su afición por el cubata, o la vez que se pegó un tiro en la pierna.
Como hijo que soy de la Sra. Televisión, uno de mis mil y un padres se llama Bob Saget. Pues bien, he llegado a ese momento de descubrimiento en el que el papá Tanner pasa de cambiar pañales de niñas a ganar un concurso de contar el chiste de los aristócratas. Vamos, lo mismito que ver a Teresa Rabal lamiendo un vibrador plateado.
Como hijo que soy de la Sra. Televisión, uno de mis mil y un padres se llama Bob Saget. Pues bien, he llegado a ese momento de descubrimiento en el que el papá Tanner pasa de cambiar pañales de niñas a ganar un concurso de contar el chiste de los aristócratas. Vamos, lo mismito que ver a Teresa Rabal lamiendo un vibrador plateado.
G’night, Michelle.
3 comentarios:
Joder! Y sigue llevando el mismo jersey de rombos que cuando decía "G'night Michelle" para ganarse la vida.
En el vídeo no parecía tan obsesionado con la limpieza, eso sí.
Plateado? De esos metálicos? Con lo fríos que son los condenados y las nuevas tecnologías dedicadas a la investigación y desarrollo de nuevos materiales de este tipo de juguetes... esto, de qué estábamos hablando?
You are now about to witness the strength of Bob Saget (echo)
Have you ever had one of those nights that started off so damn good
No fights no fuss it's understood that when you go to the bar
Man, we ain't leaving till there's girls in the car
Well, this night started off just like that except Jamie's (What?!!!) in the drivers seat
Saget's in the back
We rolling on 20s in a club pull up front Saget's in the backseat rolling a blunt
Valet opens up the door to park the car
The Bouncer at the front door don't want to let us in the bar
Bob says "Here let me show him some affection"
Then he walked up, wound up, cold clocked decked him
Starting screaming for that bitch to respect him (Respect!)
Next thing you know we're in the VIP section
When crew runs deep like this you wanna brag (Oh yeah!)
Who you rolling with? Man, I'm rolling with Saget!
Who you rolling wit? Bob, Bob Saget
Numero uno! Nobody does it better!
Who you rolling wit? Bob, Bob Saget
The illest motherfucker in a cardigan sweater!
Now the nights done but everybody's getting tipsy
Bobs in the poop with a chick from Poughkeepsie
He's ordering the Dom Perignon just drink it from the bottle
Making plans to leave the club with 3 models
That's when DMX and 50 Cent walk in (Nuh Uh)
Bob stood up and said "Who are you again?"
At first all they did was stand around and stare
Till X pushed Bob and 50 hit him with a chair
He's in a cardigan, khaki, shoes and no socks
You want hardcore motherfuckers? Pulled out a glock!
I got a cock like a donkey hard as a rock
And a trigger finger itchier than chicken pox
Now everybody threw yo hands in the air
Bob's drunk with a gun and he just don't care
We on the floor he's on the table now firing shots
Paris Hilton's on the cell phone calling the cops
He blew the smoke off the tip of his gun
Bob Saget bitch you better ask someone!
Who you rolling wit? Bob, Bob Saget
Numero uno! Nobody does it better!
Who you rolling wit? Bob, Bob Saget
The illest motherfucker in a cardigan sweater!
Bob grabs us and the girls we run out the back door
Since he's feeling froggy that he's still hungry for more
He's in the backseat getting busy again
Asking the girls if they're lesbians (Hell Yeah)
The girls start kissing now my dicks getting hard
Let's go to my place the hot tubs in the backyard
I got beer handy and ounce of Kush
Yo J pull over I gotta pee in a bush
When you rolling wit Saget there's no time for rest
This motherfucker took them bottle caps off of a chest
Chyea I'm Bob Saget this is what I do
My house, my car, this is my crew!
I only hang with Jizz-amie and Stu,
Patrol the mean streets of Malibu
Goodnight boys
Tomorrow night we're going to do it again
Bob Saget, My Best Friend!
Who you rolling wit? Bob, Bob Saget
Numero uno! Nobody does it better!
Who you rolling wit? Bob, Bob Saget
The illest motherfucker in a cardigan sweater!
Who you rolling wit? Bob, Bob Saget
Numero uno! Nobody does it better!
Who you rolling wit? Bob, Bob Saget
The illest motherfucker in a cardigan sweater!
Bob, Bob Saget (Turntable Scratches)
The illest motherfucker in a cardigan sweater!
Night Michelle
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