Gotta Gig!
Booty Gig, got a gig
Gotta gig wid a fella’s booty
Oh he like a sick cutie tooty fruity!
Mercy on us if he ever gets in a seat
(I mean of seat o’ powuh.)
Lord it’s not the hour. Is it?
O, please! Need some relief!
Can’t have these purvy Dems.
Got a gig, I say, wi’dat booty!
He a real tootie fruity
Yeah Booty Gig got a gig
Might be a dog or a pig
A champion o’ sodomy rights
He gonna lobby, take up the fight
Oh but what a sight
Got confusion in dey heads
Need to work and get out o’ dose beds
Repent and get al rebown
From duh shackles o’ sin be shorn
Got to stop doin’ what e’r he pleases
Grab on and hold tight t’ Jesus
Stop wanderin’ o’er rivers an’ sod
Get wid da people o’ God.
(Sung in robust rap style)
9 April, 2021
(An excoriating rap number on 6 April, 2021 at 0752, updated on 9 April at 0832)
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