[Verse]
What's up lovelies
We are gathered here to
What the–what is it–what the hell the hell is this
Man I told him straight up–wait a minute where's your boot
Your boot–where's your boot–you're missing a boot ok
[Verse]
Put your boot back on buddy
You don't want the hookworm staying in your body
How's she gonna tell him how to put his dog down man
That's the homeboy that gave me the soundboard in my car
You think you can still get–oh laces
Watch your laces
[Chorus]
Socks have no laces
Socks have no laces
Socks have no laces
Socks have no laces
[Verse]
Well the hat trick to the hula how we fall in love
The only thing I dread is to fall for an ingrown
Tell me why you–why you treat me like a–like a Mike Jones
When you see me at the grocery store
Lord
[Verse]
I asked for your number
But you wrote it in Harold's Chicken red sauce
I mean Harold's Chicken mild sauce
You know that Frankie's bout it bout it bout it in that red outfit
That bright red dress
She bout it
[Verse]
Ooh
Meet me on 107th and Michigan Ave
Across in Harlem–Harlem Ave rather
Over there by the tree
And you can stick that in the inside of your left shoe
Here we go
Now it's time
Now it's time for the fun stuff
Here we go
Hands up!
Say it with me now
It's the