Wee Wee [French translation]

[Hook]

Put it on my wee-wee

Banana, strawberry, pineapple, orange

Put it on my wee-wee

Banana, strawberry, pineapple, orange

Put it on my wee-wee

Banana, strawberry, pineapple, orange

Put it on my wee-wee

Banana, strawberry, pineapple, orange

[Verse 1]

Got a dick as big as a banana

I try to control it but I guess I can't

It shoots off like an AK-clip banana

You better watch out, Hannah Montana

Man, what's the matter, have you no manners?

No you know the girl from Juno's address

Yeah, I'ma probably go to jail for that

Now I got the cops on my tail for that

Run up on your car with a stale banana

In your tail pipe, can't believe you fell for that

It could've been a molotov cocktail for that

Wait a minute man, what the hell was that?

I heard a noise, where you going? What are you, bananas?

You can't go back there, stupid ass

I just seen a woman in a Freddy Kruger mask

Who the fuck are you? Superman?

All you have is a little stupid can

Of whipped cream, what the hell you gonna do with that?

I'ma put it on my wee-wee, oh good answer

Super bonanza extravaganza

Man go ahead, what you waiting for?

You better get them clothes off, baby boy

Come on let's go, we're gonna make a porn

Ready, set, go hit play, record

[Hook]

Put it on my wee-wee

Banana, strawberry, pineapple, orange

Put it on my wee-wee

Banana, strawberry, pineapple, orange

Put it on my wee-wee

Banana, strawberry, pineapple, orange

Put it on my wee-wee

Banana, strawberry, pineapple, orange

[Verse 2]

Are you ready? You better hold the camera steady

She's probably back there with a damn machete

She's probably gonna eat you like canned spaghetti

She's probably gonna kill you, still wanna check, see

Have a little quick look, go on sick prick

She's probably six foot tall like Big Foot

The hell with that, we probably should run

Don't dare look back, we probably, probably

Probably, there probably was a problem

At the post office or something

But you probably didn't know that, did you?

Now what you gonna do when she gets you?

I ain't going with you, forget you

Quit tryna hold my hand, mister

Pretend she's your little sister, little sister

Might as well take the whipped cream with you

And when you see her, make sure you get a picture

We could try to make another Blair Witch movie

A beastiality porno with smoothies

[Hook]

Put it on my wee-wee

Banana, strawberry, pineapple, orange

Put it on my wee-wee

Banana, strawberry, pineapple, orange

Put it on my wee-wee

Banana, strawberry, pineapple, orange

Put it on my wee-wee

Banana, strawberry, pineapple, orange

[Verse 3]

It's eerie, but here comes Zack and Miri

Beauty and the Beast, his back is hairy

But she don't care, they're attractive, very

Very sexually active, very

No, Zack, don't go back in there

It's too late now, she's grabbin' hair

He screams, bloody Mary, grabs a mirror

But stop just ain't in her vocabulary

Get off me, please, get off me, stop

Balling back at a coffee shop

They go non-stop, she says go

He says no, she says oh

Back and forth, they scream and shout

Yeah, boy, let them demons out

It's the kind of nightmare you dream about

Uh-oh, now the whipped cream is out

I get sick thoughts, sick, sick, thoughts

Things you could do with your lipstick gloss

Put it on my dick 'til the tip looks orange

Bitch, keep goin', bitch, keep goin'

[Hook]

Put it on my wee-wee

Banana, strawberry, pineapple, orange

Put it on my wee-wee

Banana, strawberry, pineapple, orange

Put it on my wee-wee

Banana, strawberry, pineapple, orange

Put it on my wee-wee

Banana, strawberry, pineapple, orange

[Outro]

Banana

Banana

Banana

Banana

Banana

Banana

• Artist:Eminem
• Album:The King Mathers