Yo, I go by the name
(I'm yo' creeper) Of File from the Cabinets
And I just wanna let y'all know (I'm yo' creeper)
Your files are about to feel
Something (I'm yo' creeper)
That they've never felt before, c'mon
From bukkake to pissing, from barnyard to scat
I see it and I whack off so hard
I'm the neighborhood Pervert
Call me sub human, 'cause my trashcan is full, Jack
I need to empty out, its crusty 'cause
Fap 'til you fall 'cause you could sell out and
fall in love, what I'm seeing through these eyes
Big donkeys with the nachos on the side
Only big boys with big deuces get me hard
Gooshi chunk diaper with some dripping on the side
Man, I make a buck, why scram?
I'm trying to show y'all who the fuck I am
Jewel is flirting with me, damned if I believe it
When I got to theaters I'm like Pee Wee Herman
Smoking on the rock with consistent hits
While l keep talking this rule 34 shit
File Cabinet! (Ah)
File Cabinet! (Ah)
File Cabinet! (Ah)
File Cabinet! (Ah)
File Cabinet! (Ah)
Patty cake, patty cake, I'm the baker's man
I bake them cakes as fast as I can
And you can tell by how my mom's fed up
She's disgusted by this crap and the toilets backed up
Ill clean it, like my room, like my chick, bullshit
Ill be doing a dime if I ever get caught
File Cabinet lovin', like the robot on Robot Chicken
Im just a little voyeur, if I see ya I keep it quiet
And my diaper, that's just as heavy as my game
So much pooh, do I really have to change?
Excuse me if my grope, are you full of yourself?
Creepy, something that I just can't help
'Specially when them files is opening like cabinets
And the rule 34 states there is porn of it
Filthy, the word that best defines me
I'm just a File Cabinet man, y'all never mind me
File Cabinet! (Ah)
File Cabinet! (Ah)
File Cabinet! (Ah)
File Cabinet! (Ah)
File Cabinet! (Ah)
File Cabinet (Whooof), when you know what I keep in my browsing history (Whooof)
If you put alot of weird shit online (Whooof)
Then you see a creeper like me fappin' (File Cabinet!)
If you put alot of weird shit online (Whooof)
Then you see a creeper like me fappin' (File Cabinet!)
Don't care about my family, never felt any shame
Some days I wasn't even able to leave my own house
Four and a half years since I got laid
I lied, it's been longer, it's just a goddamn shame
Guess my weight, my binoculars got Bluetooth by the way
pocket pussy with two tips, melts in the dishwasher
Not to mention my porn stash by the lake
Consider the raw meat and the butter on the table, and my File Cabinet
I like kids like I'm supposed to
I look at kids in the school
Kids call me Mr. Wiggle, other hand on my nipple
and on my whistle, my one eyed monster, I'll hit you
I call him Slick Rick and my aim is not an issue
Lose your innocence in whichever hand that your holdin'
We can watch Frozen while the other kids are noddin' and dozin', or Samurai Jack
File Cabinet! (Ah)
File Cabinet! (Ah)
File Cabinet! (Ah)
File Cabinet! (Ah)
File Cabinet! (Ah)
File Cabinet (Whooof), when you know what I keep in my browsing history (Whooof)
If you put alot of weird shit online, (Whooof)
Then you see a creeper like me fappin' (File Cabinet!)
File Cabinet (Whooof), when you know what I keep in my browsing history (Whooof)
If you put alot of weird shit online, (Whooof)
Then you see a creeper like me fappin' (File Cabinet!)