Cheez-z-Fux Songtext
von Papa Roach

Butterfly collar
You′re in a cigar puffin'
The butterfly collar
You′re in a cigar puffin'
He's got his hands in his trap
He′s got riches in every chest
He′s making you think it is
Saturday night best
John Travolta, wear your mask
Monica Fenna, John Martiel
Butterfly collar
You're in a cigar puffin′
The butterfly collar
You're in a cigar puffin′
What is your size boot case?
Have I seen you somewhere before?
Can I check your tags?
I swear you were made in heaven
Disco fever, trappy homes
El Camino in a cubby dance, yeah


Butterfly collar
You're in a cigar puffin′
The butterfly collar
You're in a cigar puffin', puffin′, puffin′, puffin'
Put on your fangled chain
Your pimpin′ must strap your stuff
You're walking down the ave
Acting like you′re above
Butterfly collar
You're in a cigar puffin′
The butterfly collar
In a cigar puffin'
Butterfly collar
1, 2, 3, 4
The butterfly collar
You're in a cigar puffin′
The butterfly collar
In a cigar puffin′
Butterfly collar
Then he saw the most beautiful creature he'd ever seen
That white fur hat
That fake pink fur coat
And those fishnet stockings
She was just like him
She was just like him
She was just like him