A.N. I'm not sure if this is my best work, so if I ever come up with a funnier version I'll post it. Incidentally, I'm having trouble making a parody of Goodies (requested) because I haven't heard that song in a long time, and forgot how it goes. Yet, I continue to try my hardest, to appease the need for a good laugh! Read, Rate, Review, And Request!
BlueBloodShot: by your request, I did my best!
Perfume -Sung to Roses by Outkast
Verse
One - Ash
Erika! Erika!
All the guys would say that she's
mighty fine, mighty fine!
But mighty fine only got you somewhere
half the time
And the other half either got you cursed out, or
coming up short
Yeah, now dig this, even though, even though
You'd
need a golden calculator to divide, to divide
The time it took to
look inside and realize that
Real guys go for real down to Mars
girls, yeah!
Chorus
I know you'd like to thank that
perfume don't stank
But lean a little bit closer
See that roses
really smell like poo-ooo-ooo
Yeah, roses really smell like
poo-ooo-ooo
I
know you'd like to thank that perfume don't stank
But lean a
little bit closer
See that roses really smell like
poo-ooo-ooo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-ooo-ooo
Verse
Two - Ash
Erika! Erika!
See she's the reason for the word "bitch"
"bitch"
I hope she's speeding on the way to the club
And
also trying to physch up somebody like that
And try to put on her
perfume in the mirror
And crash, crash, crashhh into a ditch (just
playin)
She needs a golden calculator to divide, to divide
The
time it took to look inside and realize that
Real guys go for real
down to Mars girls, yeah!
Chorus-
I
know you'd like to thank that perfume don't stank
But lean a
little bit closer
See that roses really smell like
poo-ooo-ooo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-ooo-ooo
I
know you'd like to thank that perfume don't stank
But lean a
little bit closer
See that roses really smell like
poo-ooo-ooo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-ooo-ooo
Verse
Three
well she's got the hottest body, but the scent on her is
potty
When I met her at a party she was hardly smelling
potpourri
I said "Shorty, is that incense?"
She said
"Pardon me, are you trippin'?"
I said "Darling, you
smell like a Toiletry"
Oh so you're one them freaks, get
geeked at the sight of aromatherapy
But game been peeped, dropping
names she's weak
Trickin' off this bitch is lost
Must take me
for a geek, a cheerleading freak
A slow moving creek, a rent-a-cop
for the weak, a trick for a treat
Now go on the raw sex, my AIDS
test is flawless
Regardless, I don't want to get involved with no
restroom
girls who go around smelling like pooh
I wanna smell
roses not your B.O.!
Chorus-
I
know you'd like to thank that perfume don't stank
But lean a
little bit closer
See that roses really smell like
poo-ooo-ooo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-ooo-ooo
I
know you'd like to thank that perfume don't stank
But lean a
little bit closer
See that roses really smell like
poo-ooo-ooo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo-ooo-ooo
Better
come back down to Mars
Girl, quit chasin' cars
What happens
when the dough get low
Bitch, you ain't that fine
No way.. no
way.. No way
Bonus Songs!
He's Stupid -Sung to1, 2 StepbyCiara
Feat. The Makers of Hater-ade
Jazze
Pha:
Ladies and gentlemen
This is a Jazze Phizzle
Productshizzle
"Misty", The princess is here
"Melody"
Verse 1
This fool Is
Imbecilic,
idiotic, ignorant, and so stupid
feeble-minded, so
ignorant, this beat rolls right through my chest
Everybody, ma and
papi, came to party
Grab somebody,work ya body, work ya body
I
can't believe he's so stupid
Chorus
Rock it, Don't
Stop it
Everybody get him some more
Crank the party up
We
about to diss this son
Look at him he's so stupid
I can't
believe he's so stupid
Everybody he's stupid
This dunce
called Ash Ketchum
Verse 2
This Fool Is
Outrageous, so
contagious, make you hate it
Japan made it
So retarded,
moronic, ever since the day he started
Strut
my stuff and yes I flaunt it
Laughter make the boys jump on it
No
I can't control myself
I can't believe he's so stupid
Chorus
Rock
it, Don't Stop it
Everybody get him some more
Crank the party
up
We about to diss this son
Look at him he's so stupid
I
can't believe he's so stupid
Everybody he's stupid
This
dunce called Ash Ketchum
We gone drop it like this
Hook
(repeat 2x)
It don't matter to me, we can laugh slow
Whichever
way the beat drops our bodies will flow
So swing it over here Mr.
AK
And we will, we will, Mock you
Misty
I shake it
like Jello, make the boys say hello
cause they know im rockin the
beat
i know you heard about a lot of great Missies
But
they ain't got nothin on me
Because Im 5 foot 2, i wanna dance
with you
And Im sophistcated fun, I eat fillet minon
Im nice
and young, Best believe im number one
Chorus
Rock
it, Don't Stop it
Everybody get him some more
Crank the party
up
We about to diss this son
Look at him he's so stupid
I
can't believe he's so stupid
Everybody he's stupid
This
dunce called Ash Ketchum
Lose Control
Lugia- "The song, the song has restored my strength. But, it alone cannot bring harmony to the three warring ones."
Music
make u lose control
Music make u lose control
Ash:
Lets
go
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Here we go now
Here we
go now
Here we go now
Pokemon now
Watch out now
(music
make u lose control)
Mist the-meaner's in da house
Melody is
in da house
Mist the-meaner's in da house
Ash ketchum ketchum ketchum
Misty:
I've got a
cute face
Skinny waist
Thin legs n shape
Rump shakin both
wayz
Make u do a double take
Star-yu, Star-mie
Poli-toed,
Hor-sea
I depend on me
If I want it for me
Ma aqua bike, 10
speed
Blu madina alwayz beamin
Ragtop chrome pipes
Blu
lights outta sight
No me sow it n
Set it n sow it n
Make dat
money tho it n
Booty bouncin gon hit
Misty:
Everybody
here
Get it outta control
Melody:
Get yo backs off da
wall
Misty:
Cuz Mist the-meaner
said
Melody:
So
Everybody (Just throw yo hands in tha
air)
Everybody (Just throw yo hands in tha air)
Everybody (Just
throw yo hands in tha air)
Misty:
Everybody (Just throw
yo hands in tha air)
Melody:
Well ma name is Melody, uh
4
all u fly fellaz
No 1 can do it betta
Misty:
She'll
sing on acapella
Melody:
Boy tha music
Makes me lose
control
Misty:
We gon make u lose control
And let it
go 4 u kno
U gon hit tha flo
Melody:
Articuno gets
things (iced up)
Moltres bringing the (fiya)
Zapdos get it
wired
Wave ya hands scream louda
If u Slow den fiya it up
Bring
da roof down
Den holla
Lugia can't stand up, so
Turn that
flute up louda
Take Team Rocket by da waist den uh
Now tho it
in dey face like uh
Hypnotic robotic
This here will rock yo
bodies
Take Team Rocket by da waist den uh
Now tho it in dey
face like uh
Systematica static
This hit be automatic
Work
wait
Work work work wait
Work work work wait
Work work work
wait
Do it right
Ash:
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit
tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha floor hit tha floor
Hit tha
floor
Misty:
Everybody here
Get it outta
control
Melody:
Get yo backs off da wall)
Misty:
Cuz
Mist the-meaner said
Melody:
So
Everybody (Just throw
yo hands in tha air)
Everybody (Just throw yo hands in tha
air)
Everybody (Just throw yo hands in tha
air)
Misty:
Everybody (Just throw yo hands in tha
air)
Ash:
Lets go
Misty:
Everybody here
Get
it outta control
Melody:
Get yo backs off da
wall)
Misty:
Cuz Mist the-meaner
said
Melody:
So
Everybody (Put yo back on tha
wall)
Everybody (Put yo back on tha wall)
Everybody (Put yo
back on tha wall)
Misty:
Everybody (Put yo back on tha
wall)
Get loose
Ash:
Put yo back on tha wall
Put yo
back on tha wall
Put yo back on tha wall
Put yo back on tha
wall
Mist the-meaner's in da house
Melody is in da
house
Mist the-meaner's in tha house
(music make u lose
control)
Bridge:
Misty
Misty be the name and y'all should already know
I been
around long Scarface so cold
Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yo she
ya
Let me grab the microphone and I'm gone take it away
Verse
1
Every time I spit I blow one or two speakers
Top trainer
diva but I'm not Duplica
Yeah I brang fever rockin classic
adidas
I'm straight off the heater rippin needles off the
meter
Here I go, flip my flow
Back it up then I drop it
low
It's a must cause I'm dangerous
I'll be a hassle on the
busta call me angeldust
I talk shit di, didn't stutter
2000
CO's in trouble
You run for cover hide under your covers
Cause
you gone need more protection than a magnum rubber
Chorus
4X:
Ah, ah, on
Ah, ah, on (say so)
Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah,
ah, on and it's (say so)