Black Girls

I dig the black girls, oh so much more than the white girls. I was so pleased to learn they were faster. Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, oooh I'm after.

Along comes a faggot white boy. Said look, look, look for some kind of joy. They come around so queer and quiet But inside rebel and riot.

Said I dig the white boys Oh, so much more that the black boys. I was so pleased to learn they're not smarter. Go on, give, give, give it to me harder, harder, harder, just say harder.

You know I love the Lord of hosts The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost. I was so pleased to learn that he's inside me In my time of trouble he will hide me.

I dig the black girls. I dig the black girls. I dig the black girls. I dig the black girls.