Tamale Filmography

• Shallow Hal
  2001, role: actor , character name: Shanahan Estate Well Wisher

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Tamale - Mr Vegas
• Tamale - Tyler The Creator

Ketch this ketch dah one yah pon yu musical disk just ketch this
She's ah she's ah she's ah she's ah
She's a tamale drunk on corvsier
She wanna party after the party
She wanna private dance with somebody
Cause her body gotta a mind of its own ...own..oh oh oh own.
Nah nah nah nah na na nanna nana na....
Just the way how she move her body
You can tell that shes a tamale
Hips moving like a farrrari
You can tell that shes a tamale
As soon as she walked thru the door aha aha
And back her thing up on the floor aha aha
Its getting hot it's a bout to blow
Tell the firetruck to bring the hose
Showing off her belly skin
Looking sexy with naval ring
She don't care whos hating
She ain't faking shes just doing her thing own ...own..oh oh oh own
Nah nah nah nah na na nanna nana na....
Just the way how she move her body
You can tell that shes a tamale
Hips moving like a farrrari
You can tell that shes a tamale
Shes got man gazing
Cause shes so hot ...shes blazin'
It is so crazy
But this girl amaze me
Shes such a lady
Skin like a new born baby
Scent like a garden daisy ..
Pum pum fat like the lips of missy.... own..oh oh oh own
Nah nah nah nah na na nanna nana na....
Just the way how she move her body
You can tell that shes a tamale
Hips moving like a farrrari
You can tell that shes a tamale
She's a tamale drunk on corvsier
She wanna party after the party
She wanna private dance with somebody

Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale!!!
They say I've calmed down since the last album
Well, lick my dick, how does that sound? (Umm)
Smell my gooch, you could kiss my buns
And I don't give a shit, bend my rectum
Somebody said bands make her dance
You think you're getting cash, no bitch, you're dumb
The only thing that you're gonna get is this dick
Wait turn this up, bitch, this my jam, (Where the drums at?)
Here, take a goddamn picture
And tell Spike Lee he's a goddamn nigger
And while you're at it, pass the lotion
And fapping and Xbox Live, that fun
Before I come, I'm calling your sister
When she comes over, I take picture
Instantly put it on Instagram and suplex her off a building if I get banned
Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale!
Why y'all so salty, Hot Tamale is on
A can of beans bitch I'm on, your boy is bad to the bone
Bring back the horns that was played in the beginning
And tell Tony Parker that I found his vision
And if he's tripping off my sneak dissing
Then he has to deal with me and my minions
Tryna get a bimmer, E46
Have you heard 48, motherfucka I'm great
Golf Wang prints always cover the sleeves
From cuts from the Biebs, cause he's puffin' the trees, please
Fuck I look like? Got a new bike tire
Never popped like the pussy on a bitch dyke
Think I give a fuck, I do, I go balls
And I bust in her jaw like (Fuck that disease!)
My urethra, hole that I pee from
Bigger than an obese snack on Aretha
Now, turn that snare down
I'm back like I'm Rosa Parks fare on the same damn bus
Like "You're going to jail now!"
Tamale! Tamale! Tamale! Tamale!
Why y'all so salty, Hot Tamale is on
A can of beans bitch I'm on, your boy is bad to the bone
How much wood could a woodchuck chuck?
If a woodchuck could ever give a fuck?
Bitch Suck Dick, motherfuck you and your opinions, (can you kick it?)
Yes I can sir,
Where the lump is sicker than the last bar bold-er
I'm a CO fuck Michael bitch I'm badder than my BO
Find me and lance tryna dance during chemo
Before they repossess our strong arm bands and tuxedos
Yeah Buddy, (?), Na Na Na Na Na Na Na!
Golf Wang, Golf Wang, Go Fuck You, Na Na Na Na Na Na!
Why y'all so salty, Hot Tamale is on
Can't agree? bitch im on,
Your boy is bad to the bone
How many fags can a lightbulb screw?
Well if I has a dick, they be two's and sixes
And tell the NRA I'm about to lose my shit
Shoot through Wayne LaPierre's hair with a crucifix
How many ladies in the house?
How many ladies in the house without a rich nigga, huh?
A little Jergens in my palm for the jerkin'
Hope my Mom don't catch me, tryna set mood
Little Redtube, fuck lotion, I don't need lube, dryfit suits me
Up and down, friction with the sound, shit's kind of disgusting
Fap time and before I flatline, Clancy chimes in my room and catch me
This shit's so damn embarrassing like
Wolf: Oh shit, aw fuck.
Clancy: What the fuck!
Wolf: Aw, I'm sorry.
Clancy: Is that my shirt?
Wolf: Yeah sorry I needed something