Verse 1
Slimy purple barstards like to populate our bars and brothels, they're the Haitian Hombres
They release a couple of nines into my compadres,
They'd better be ready for what happens next,
My muscles are about to be flexed
Sound of Cuban Gangmembers: "Kill em!!!!"
Chorus
Electricute their cats
Put grenades in their hats
Anyway, anyhow, anycheese
We are gonna bring death to the Haitians!
x2
Verse 2
Put electrodes in their bras
Smash their cars (with cricket bats)
Mash their dogs with mixing bowls
Turn their pubs into big black holes (in the ground)
Life is precious, life is sweet
but if they touch my Cadillac again, they will most certainly feel Cuban Heat!!!
Chorus x2
Death to the Haitians!!!!
