Verse 1

Better watch out, sucker now I got you where I want ya
 [bad word] and I'm packing in my luncha
Buncha missile launchers and a bunch of contra-
Band, van full of ganja, [bad word] on jump
Man stop mashing marshall, oh my god ya
Doing the cha cha and La cucaracha with a quadra-
plegic, boogying down to Frank Sinatra
Lindsay to the Lohan, lick it while you let me I watch ya
Who'da knew the budda do to me what it's done
Such cynicism when this isn't in my system
Blood hypnotism, lift a spliff up to my lips son
So much on my hands, I got to give my kids a fist bump
Christopher reeves swimming in my swim [bad word] 
Mister, help me's what he said to me and then sunk
Women skinning him and cutting him up in chunks
 [bad word] the woman with coco butter skin once

Hook

Once again, they call me Buffalo Bill, Buffalo Bill, Buffa-buffalo Bill
Skin him up, hem him, sow him up in those kilts, up in those kilts, upa-up in those kilts
Man you don't want to go up in those hills, up in those hills, upa-up in those hills
You better beware, stay clear of Buffalo Bill, Buffalo Bill, Buffa-buffalo bill

Verse 2

Always, you can see him lurking in the hallways
Carcasses of caucasian females in his crawl space
How the [bad word] did he fit them all into such a small place
Hide 'em in the wall, well how long will the dry-wall take
Well [bad word] it then, I got nothing but time, I'll wait
Until it dries, for the moment, I guess you're all safe
After I sand it and buff it, I guess that I'll paint
My chainsaws outta gas, my regular saw ain't
Now here [bad word] again, [bad word] [bad word] 
You can even hear the evil [bad word] from within
Someone's in the back of my [bad word] [bad word] 
It's a girl, she looks pretty thin, but I want her skin
Vin, on the hunt again, when will it ever end
Evelyn, why you tryna fight, you will never win
Severing, legs arms, [bad word] there goes another limb
Pull the lever then, trap door, death is evident

Hook

Once again, they call me Buffalo Bill, Buffalo Bill, Buffa-buffalo Bill
Skin him up, hem him, sow him up in those kilts, up in those kilts, upa-up in those kilts
Man you don't want to go up in those hills, up in those hills, upa-up in those hills
You better beware, stay clear of Buffalo Bill, Buffalo Bill, Buffa-buffalo bill

Verse 3

Now what you know about Buffalo Bill, nothing so chill
 [bad word] hoe you better [bad word] hold still
Make sure none of that lotion in the bucket don't spill
Cut 'em, gut 'em then just get to stuffin' those girls
Man I think she had enough of those pills
Sedate her then I wait, [bad word] back later
Just a clutchin' those steel blades
Baby when I cut ya don't squeal
I hate the loud noises, I [bad word] told you
I keep hearing voices, like wouldn't ya like
To go and get your butcher knife and push it right through her
While you put your shiskebab skewers into a barbequer
Would you do to her, what you usually do to a
Girl who's skins newer?
In a world of sin you are, this is turning into a
torment tournament of sorts, christmas ornament you are
I'll be sure to ginsu ya, till there's no more skin to ya
Boo ya, who ya think ya [bad word] with
Duck me cause here [bad word] again

Hook

Once again, they call me Buffalo Bill, Buffalo Bill, Buffa-buffalo Bill
Skin him up, hem him, sow him up in those kilts, up in those kilts, upa-up in those kilts
Man you don't want to go up in those hills, up in those hills, upa-up in those hills
You better beware, stay clear of Buffalo Bill, Buffalo Bill, Buffa-buffalo bill