No Nut November lyrics

[Chorus 1: Matt Watson]
Me and my best friends, we love j*rking off
But it's November, so we have to stop
Me and my good pals love a good bust
But it's November, so we cannot nut

[Verse 1: Matt Watson]
No masturbatin', no fornicatin', ejaculatin'
No prostate playin', no semen sprayin' for thirty days
No Nut November, can't bust 'til December
Can't spank my turkey, can't do no j*rkin'
No burstin' or spurtin'
Can't use no Jergens
Can't go rewardin' my burden of yearnin'
Can't go returning to November 1st
December is lurkin'
My hands are tied to the oath
I gotta keep puttin' work in
My mind is clear like a crystal
Yo Freddie, bring in the chorus
What's up

[Chorus 2: Freddie Dredd]
f*ck my di*k, I'ma chop it off
I ain't c*mmin' no poots, f*ck the cops
I don't care what they say, my c*m will always stay
In my big fat balls, they ain't small
I would love to c*m on them all
[Verse 2: Freddie Dredd]
But I can't, it's a chant to the silly old God
Make me c*m when he comes
When the time is right
Won't put up a fight
Let my nutsack hang
My balls are in pain, my girl too hot
Wish I could f*ck a lot, but I can't
It's a curse
Put my c*m in a hearse
Wait 'til the f*cking first
Tsunami from my body
b*tch, I can't wait 'til I masturbate
It's my only fate

[Verse 3: Kill Bill: The Rapper]
Hoe, I ain't spankin' no monkey
Hoe, I ain't chokin' no chicken
Hoe, I won't tickle the pickle
I will not blow no emissions (Woo)
I'm on the holiest mission
I'm with my bros all November
On God, I won't blow another load 'til December
Cold all Winter (Yeah), throw away your lubrication
Spread the word of No Nut November through the nation
I ain't touchin' my p*nis, I am not grabbin' myself
On the set, I'm 'bout to cop myself a chastity belt, yeah, b*tch
[Verse 4: Carson Tucker]
Rollin' through the cut
Trying not to bust, feel it in my gut
All of my c*m, has somewhat turned to dust
Take me back to September, 'cause it's No Nut November
Popped off like the toss of a can of Dr. Pepper in my sheets
I didn't mean, to stimulate it
My cream dream seems so illustrative when I sleep
This don't even count, didn't mean to skeet
Never beat my meat
Had to wash my sheets 'cause I tossed all of my seeds

[Chorus 1: Matt Watson]
Me and my best friends, we love j*rking off
But it's November, so we have to stop
Me and my good pals, love a good bust
But it's November, so we cannot nut