Bill Cosby - 𝕆𝕏𝔾𝕆𝕆𝕊𝔼 ℝ𝔸𝔻𝕀𝕆

[voice over] Oxgoose Radio Sleepy drink makes my head feel fuzzy T-T-T-Tickle(Tickle)Tickle Tickle (Tickle me)Tickle me tickle tickle get all up and down on dis tickle(teehee!) T-T-T-Tickle(Tickle)Tickle Tickle (Tickle me)Tickle me tickle tickle get all up and down up and down (bloop) Ya juss came to me wid frickin glidder on dem tiddies glidder on dem tiddies glidder on dem tiddies ya juss came to me wid glidder on dem tiddies an now we gotta go an check da traps (YO!) f-f-fuggin stinkin' tickle on da pickle uh dis bitch on da pickle uh dis bitch daggum slurpin on da "whaa" straight down gobble on dis mess get it down get it good get down on dis mister Rogers happy little neighborhood getta lil "tee-hee-hee" getta lil giggle get on over here in dis lap sit n' wiggle T-T-T-Tickle(Tickle)Tickle Tickle (Tickle me)Tickle me tickle tickle get all up and down on dis tickle(teehee!) T-T-T-Tickle(Tickle)Tickle Tickle (Tickle me)Tickle me tickle tickle get all up and down up and down (bloop) gotta go to school gotta get smart gotta be a lawyer gotta get smart gonna be rich gonna be good gotta get out gotta gotta get smart! w-w-w-wiggle(wiggle)wiggle wiggle (wiggly)wiggly wiggle wiggle get all up and down up and down ("bloop") straight gobble on dis mess get it down get it good get it good get it good straight gobble on dis mess get it down get it down mister Rogers(unh) happy little neighborhood I ain't doin' nothin' else but cryin since yer gone just cryin since yer gone, whoa-oh-oh why can' I sing bout gettin' fuggin laid? catchin' fuggin strays zootin bootin rollin' jays why can' I sing about dis hammer catchin guap? bout dis jammin up dat top make ya pop (flop flop flop!)(BOING!) get up on dis piece wid all dat glidder on dem tiddies glidder on dem tiddies glidder on dem tiddies ya juss came to me wid glidder on dem tiddies an now iss time ta wobble on da [voice over] enormous penis (BRRRRT!) T-T-T-Tickle(Tickle)Tickle Tickle (Tickle me)Tickle me tickle tickle get all up and down up and down (bloop) ya (ya) juss came to me wid glidder (glidder) on dem tiddies glidder (glidder) on dem tiddies glidder (glidder) on dem tiddies ya juss came to me wid friggin glidder on dem tiddies [screamo] an now we gotta go blow ouch ya back! I ain't doin' nothin' else but cryin since yer gone just cryin since yer gone, whoa-oh-oh