You Ain´t That Fierce
Limp Wrist
Just because you´re gay you
aren´t exempt
Waves of flags and shouts of
pride have been
sent
Underneath that disco beat I´ve
heard the hate
While you move your feet
Fuck your pride, wich you scream
so loud
Same old race shit, if there is
no room for all than there´s no
need to be proud
Salsa, rice, and dinge queens are
some of the terms and honey, like
the hottest of chilis
I´ll make your ass burn
Yeah, I´m a latin lover a spicy
little pick
Oozing with passion yeah so what
if I´ve got an uncut dick