I Put My Banana In Your Split

HAHAHA HEE HEE. Just a song I wrote when I was bored and in himbo mode.

(Opening spoken word)
Yo fuck 2 become 1 by the Spice Girls.
Fuck that motherfucking bag of British bullshit
You wanna sing about sex, yo you gotta keep it real
So listen as I sing about putting my banana in your split

(chorus)
I put my banana in your split,
My Osama in your cave
My Obama in your white house
My surfboard breaks your wave
And when my Osama wants to shoot his AK-47...
He'll uh....
Well... he'll uh.......
Bitch, I'll cum on your titties, fuck this euphemism

(verse)
Let me take you out to dinner baby,
Some place nice and slick
I'll insist on paying for it
But later, you'd better suck my dick

No no don't give me that bullshit
About doing it because I love your company and that I care
I just want to put my banana in your split, bitch
I hope you forgot your underwear

But of course I won't let you know
That I'm in this just for sex
I'll talk about intelligent stuff
And I'll actually use my hairwax

(chorus)
Because I'll put my banana in your split
My tool in your box
My car in your garage
My feet in your socks
I don't even know what that last one really meant
But I don't really care
I just wanna fuck you silly
With my big fat....willy.

(verse)
So after dinner we go for a walk
And I ask you back to my place
I'll be like, "Oh wanna see my comic collection?"
But I really wanna see a collection of my cum on your face.

We're making small talk at my place
Because you don't wanna feel like a ho
You wanna make me earn your body
Oh come on girl, whatchoo frontin' for?

But after awhile we got it on, and I got my freak juice flowin'
I make you do nasty shit, I ask you, "WHO'S YOUR D-A-D-D-Y!?"
"Oh, Benjamin Tan. Nice man, married my mom
2 years before I was born," you reply.

I push it aside and I then requested,
"Say my name, bitch! If you please."
"Oh Robert!" you yell. "Robert! Oh Robert baby!"
.....Robert is not my name.

(chorus)
But I still put my banana in your split
My iron in your maiden
My iPod in your iPod dock
Drill you like Bruce Willis' machine in Armageddon
Yes I'll cum in your mouth
Cos that's just how I roll
I won't wear a condom
Cos it just makes my dick feel cold
You start complaining, talking about respect and shit
Shut up, bitch, I put my banana in your split