He will do what his master tells him to
He obeys when he’s told to sit
Putin’s doggie b!tch.
The war criminal’s bag he’ll tote
Praises for the thug he’ll emote
And love it
Putin’s dog Xi b!tch

Down onto his knees he is a stooper
To kiss where the criminal’s a pooper
Pooper stooper
In a claque of bottom dwellers
He’s one rancid bought-off feller
That bootlicks
Putin’s Modi b!tch

He’s a sellout through and through
Sickly yellow is his hue
He’s a slavering au pair
Cuz he hasn’t got a pair
He is always on call for
Duty when master hollers
And like master slime
He’s guilty of much crime

He will do what his master tells him to
Such as a propaganda bit
Putin’s Hung’ry b!tch.
The war criminal’s bag he’ll tote
When ordered he’ll do a deep-throat
And tongue it
Luk’o loco b!tch.

They are members of a puppet group who’re
OK with genocide as they stoop, pure
Pooper smoochers
They’re a claque of bought-off fellers
Snacking lapdog bottom dwellers
Each one’s niche:
Putin’s doggie b!tch