I glanced up from my terminal and saw Suzanne;
She looked hotter than a GPU without a cooling fan,
'Cause when a girl walks in the lab with an itty bitty waist,
And she pulls an Inspiron out her laptop case,
And she opens vi and she starts to code,
I wanna work her like some ciphertext in CFB mode.

I said "honey, have you got dynamic loading support?
'Cause I think I have a package for you to import."
She's like, "Mmm yeah, but is your package extensible?"
In the face of my charisma [bad word] indefensible;
So I jot down her digits and her email addresses,
And that night she'll be responding to my intimate caresses.

When [bad word] to females, there's no end to my thirst,
I'll pull off their panties and search 'em depth first,
But I have [bad word]  and at times it's a dilemma,
It's a policy I like to call my "Pimping Lemma":
I like hoes of all colors, shapes sizes and religions,
But I only fill my harem [bad word] science pigeons.

When I'm rolling up a blunt or I'm unrolling a loop,
Rolling back a transaction, or rolling round in my coupe,
When I'm poppin' the Cris or just drinking some forties
I can't get enough of [bad word] science shorties.

I saw Brenda in the club and she gave me a wink;
She looked hotter than a dual core without a heatsink.
I said "Get [bad word] [bad word] on and twurk it,
Move that [bad word] until it makes a Hamiltonian Circuit."
And she could twist her body into sixty y positions,
But she couldn't debug those tricky race conditions.

Between the sheets I must admit that she was quite a freak,
But every time she used the heap she would create a memory leak.
She had dumps like a [bad word] but she was dumber than a brick;
The smartest thing that ever came out of her mouth was my [bad word] 
So I applied the Pimping Lemma and I ditched that [bad word] quick,
'Cause you know I'll only creep with [bad word] science chick.

When I'm tokin' on a spliff or tokenizing a string,
These hos [bad word] to me faster than a millisecond ping.
But you can keep your movie stars and your playboy bunnies,
'Cause you know I only roll with [bad word] science honeys.

I'm accumulating cuties from across the nation,
Pull 'em in like neighbors in a Delaunay triangulation,
I got hoes from different area codes and IP ranges,
Swap 'em round like VMMs making page exchanges,
Yeah I round 'em up like ceil() and I add 'em to my stable
And I offer them a spliff from off my hash table.

I pick up women wearin' Gucci, Prada, and Fendi an'
When they see my MSB they're like  [bad word]  you're Big Endian!"
They wanna hit that high bit and eat my meat like carnivores,
Going down like I was calling P and they was semaphores,
I push all the right keys like ampersands and underscores,
And soon another freaky CS ho is down on all fours.

I gotta flush the TLB when I make context switches;
Gotta [bad word] off the ladies if they ain't CS [bad word] 
Gotta check the error number case my system call fails,
And I gotta roll exclusively with CS females.

Mya's love is like WO, but I'm sorry, I won't,
Toya wonders if "I Do" but she can't code so "I Don't,"
Beyonce's crazy in love, but I just ain't enticed,
J-Lo's love don't cost a thing but that [bad word] s still overpriced.
Milian can dip it low but she can't flip those DIP switches,
And that's why I only mack on [bad word] science [bad word] 

I got a pimped out PC and a pimped out ride,
And if you pass the CS quals I might let you inside.
But if not you'll get a 403: ACCESS DENIED,
'Cause there's a Pimping Lemma by which I must abide.

I can't help it when I see a [bad word] science ho,
my whole heart expands faster than a Google