Got a bundle of proof but stumble over the truth and got up like
nothing happen, history be kind and thing blistery on my mind
life been excited and I intend to write it, need an ink pen and
I can think then look being a fanatic I'm seeing static no plan
strange time have change my mind too much and do a true
search, I'm the thinking type you dig? And I like pigs but who
let the dogs out? Get sweaty for a dollar ready to holler for
a collar and a leash rather be a scholar at peace but a crowbar
can assist in this just pry open the doors to success no jar
for my pickles or nickels even DON RICKLES would think
that was funny so I'm tickle fancy life is chancy so wow I wink
my eye at luck see a girl with pie now stuck let me get my nerves up
word up, twist the panic in the air in the midst of a romantic affair luck
struck me down from across town and panties could get tossed around
right now see a hot chick fine must think of a quick line wanna go down
town right here in Virginia Beach so my sexual attitude spark right here
at the MILLER MART on LYNNHAVEN been craving to make a mark appear
on a girl's neck, it's intensive fury when rubber checks used to pay for expensive
jewelry every ounce will bounce off drastic walls like basketballs very defensive
exciting to thirst for bling but this girl tighten her purse strings so forget the money
she's jest a wet honey so without much ado I wanna touch this boo not a dummy
tried to get some and couldn't she simply a plum-pudding I wait to bake like
a cake now trying to be all slick and may run into a wall of bricks being hype
trying to ball wit this chick so I'm in the state of growing up now I would
flowing corrupt knowing my luck will run out, but wild and good like childhood
my facts great above the rim and I'm ready to activate them so my style should
attract girls or raise a protest these days I flow best but know less about chicks
the world is sentimental and this girl is oriental nice like rice and metal chopsticks
a hot chick, with red lips my head flips around like mud flaps hope my love traps
her a disaster how rhymes spark and master the fine art on politics boys raps
to quality chicks may need some hot tamales quick this girl's body is burning
up, you got spicy butters and like the ISLEY BROTHERS whose “that Lady” turning
the corner on the VIRGINIA BEACH STRIP jest a tender peach with hips
and my agenda is in scripts so yeah got a rap plan like the GAP BAND got whips
that “Burn Rubber” but let me see what this hun is about
“LOOK BOO I adorn you I born to get wet dates with cakes thrown
in it's an unknown trend, and my words flown in the wind and wow gone
winging like RHODAN I think no man has kissed your lips before understand?
we can chow for dinner just allow me to enter your love world we can
go to the club girl love your dress want access to your breasts oh yes
we can do some stuff, and at my place I have space for phat lace best
we leave this place and let me squeeze your waist lets face it we belong
together forever and never break apart the cake just a start so its on
girl you dame smoking and your door remain open let me use a key
you amuse me girl you got strange game may have to change train and be
all aboard like the tall sword of ZORRO and tomorrow steal a kiss
your lips pink and fiery and I must think highly of you boo and reminisce
you're a deft queen with self esteem I bet you left cream in the bed this
morning whats a man to do my plan must include you but need a red kiss
you got cake boo that I can relate to and a plate is true touch soon need
a spoon of perfume and a CD tune and boom the moon will proceed
to shine while love feed my mind, shook for days when I look and gaze
at your body curves no party in words could explain a dame that stays
with booty, shook and dazed how boys look and gazed at your body
no err with regard to fact its a hard act just to pull a chick at a party
somehow it's fun if you allow a kiss to be done to your pink lips for real
boo, I'll be true bait if you agree to a date for some cake so “Make me Feel
Brand New” like the STYLISTICS when I try to kiss it girl you know the deal
cake on the menu is fine but take into mind that I could be your boyfriend boo
“Just me and You” like TONY, TONI, TONE not a phony female and its true
love the ponytail you truly wet like Juliet let down your hair, girl your body
hot like sick flames and you should adopt a nickname how about that lotty dotty
wear tight bling and do the right thing like SPIKE AND MIKE stuff get spotty
I could go to the GRAPEVINE and escape with wine but need cake all the time
so you in a mini-skirt boo and there's plenty work to do and like WINNIE
THE POO I bark a lot and it start hot from a prowl and a howl like JACK BENNY
got ROCHESTER to help out, so bool I wanna bounce on beds and trounce on red
lipstick while my tongue is sprung, I dreamed up this scheme it's extreme in the head
boo you rush to flirt while I take brushwork and paint wood this ain't the hood doe
Standing in front of Indian River Road and could deliver the goods by the load tow
truck just passed a bus almost crash can't trust the trash I hear so I stay on the go
to find a chick, like MICHAEL JACKSON its a :Thriller” after dark right here
at the MILLER MART in Virginia Beach and that's how we roll and that's clear
see a chick with class I stick fast like crazy glue and girlfriend you got gravy
too so like mud on a shoe I wanna hug you got job and involved so not lazy
SHE SAID:
you amaze with plan and I'm about to raise my hand and ask questions
it's wet luck a dame in a skirt you wanna set up some framework lessens
learned, blessings confirmed, I'm a honey so revealing got a funny feeling
this not gonna end in my favor now begin sexual behavior and you stealing
kisses, panties wet galore and I think we met before but yet you pour love
on me gee, so lets jest cut the funny stuff you want a honey so you can hug
on and huff and puff I've had enough, my body smoking and shook sweaty
ready to open a book on the page that discuss escape throw up some confetti
celebrate but you words devastate my wet insides a threat that rides with girls
so like CAMEO you wanna “Attack me with Your Love” my hair in candy curls
wanna track me in the club and get a wet kiss so I had to duck that you struck
out at bat, so like CHAMPAIGN “Try Again” still got pie and a grin wit luck
a guy can win, you have a savage and tight plan and like the AVERAGE WHITE
BAND fools come rush jest to get “SCHOOL CRUSH” its cabbage tonight
AL B SURE “if I'm Not Your Lover” its slop to discover another other than
me, like JAZMINE SULLIVAN gonna “bust the windows” in your dang van
a boy will fool you while at the same time school a boo and use a love tool to rule
you, its all wet and pink when you in it, let me think for a minute that all cool
provided we collided after the ring, for you being a player is a disaster your lines
flat as a layer of plaster and you really wanna git some, having butter is a divine
keen act as boy love talks have other means of attack may start with the wine and dine
in a mini-skirt from the start plenty say its a work of art and then the twirk start
convert from dumb and be alert that boys want some that come from the heart
have to make sure that my cake is pure no fake cure to sick cake boys get a thick
plate just to get a wet slice and that's how the dice roll sacrifice their soul quick
I'm gonna walk and boys wanna talk because my hips bounce and they look at that
nothing happen, history be kind and thing blistery on my mind
life been excited and I intend to write it, need an ink pen and
I can think then look being a fanatic I'm seeing static no plan
strange time have change my mind too much and do a true
search, I'm the thinking type you dig? And I like pigs but who
let the dogs out? Get sweaty for a dollar ready to holler for
a collar and a leash rather be a scholar at peace but a crowbar
can assist in this just pry open the doors to success no jar
for my pickles or nickels even DON RICKLES would think
that was funny so I'm tickle fancy life is chancy so wow I wink
my eye at luck see a girl with pie now stuck let me get my nerves up
word up, twist the panic in the air in the midst of a romantic affair luck
struck me down from across town and panties could get tossed around
right now see a hot chick fine must think of a quick line wanna go down
town right here in Virginia Beach so my sexual attitude spark right here
at the MILLER MART on LYNNHAVEN been craving to make a mark appear
on a girl's neck, it's intensive fury when rubber checks used to pay for expensive
jewelry every ounce will bounce off drastic walls like basketballs very defensive
exciting to thirst for bling but this girl tighten her purse strings so forget the money
she's jest a wet honey so without much ado I wanna touch this boo not a dummy
tried to get some and couldn't she simply a plum-pudding I wait to bake like
a cake now trying to be all slick and may run into a wall of bricks being hype
trying to ball wit this chick so I'm in the state of growing up now I would
flowing corrupt knowing my luck will run out, but wild and good like childhood
my facts great above the rim and I'm ready to activate them so my style should
attract girls or raise a protest these days I flow best but know less about chicks
the world is sentimental and this girl is oriental nice like rice and metal chopsticks
a hot chick, with red lips my head flips around like mud flaps hope my love traps
her a disaster how rhymes spark and master the fine art on politics boys raps
to quality chicks may need some hot tamales quick this girl's body is burning
up, you got spicy butters and like the ISLEY BROTHERS whose “that Lady” turning
the corner on the VIRGINIA BEACH STRIP jest a tender peach with hips
and my agenda is in scripts so yeah got a rap plan like the GAP BAND got whips
that “Burn Rubber” but let me see what this hun is about
“LOOK BOO I adorn you I born to get wet dates with cakes thrown
in it's an unknown trend, and my words flown in the wind and wow gone
winging like RHODAN I think no man has kissed your lips before understand?
we can chow for dinner just allow me to enter your love world we can
go to the club girl love your dress want access to your breasts oh yes
we can do some stuff, and at my place I have space for phat lace best
we leave this place and let me squeeze your waist lets face it we belong
together forever and never break apart the cake just a start so its on
girl you dame smoking and your door remain open let me use a key
you amuse me girl you got strange game may have to change train and be
all aboard like the tall sword of ZORRO and tomorrow steal a kiss
your lips pink and fiery and I must think highly of you boo and reminisce
you're a deft queen with self esteem I bet you left cream in the bed this
morning whats a man to do my plan must include you but need a red kiss
you got cake boo that I can relate to and a plate is true touch soon need
a spoon of perfume and a CD tune and boom the moon will proceed
to shine while love feed my mind, shook for days when I look and gaze
at your body curves no party in words could explain a dame that stays
with booty, shook and dazed how boys look and gazed at your body
no err with regard to fact its a hard act just to pull a chick at a party
somehow it's fun if you allow a kiss to be done to your pink lips for real
boo, I'll be true bait if you agree to a date for some cake so “Make me Feel
Brand New” like the STYLISTICS when I try to kiss it girl you know the deal
cake on the menu is fine but take into mind that I could be your boyfriend boo
“Just me and You” like TONY, TONI, TONE not a phony female and its true
love the ponytail you truly wet like Juliet let down your hair, girl your body
hot like sick flames and you should adopt a nickname how about that lotty dotty
wear tight bling and do the right thing like SPIKE AND MIKE stuff get spotty
I could go to the GRAPEVINE and escape with wine but need cake all the time
so you in a mini-skirt boo and there's plenty work to do and like WINNIE
THE POO I bark a lot and it start hot from a prowl and a howl like JACK BENNY
got ROCHESTER to help out, so bool I wanna bounce on beds and trounce on red
lipstick while my tongue is sprung, I dreamed up this scheme it's extreme in the head
boo you rush to flirt while I take brushwork and paint wood this ain't the hood doe
Standing in front of Indian River Road and could deliver the goods by the load tow
truck just passed a bus almost crash can't trust the trash I hear so I stay on the go
to find a chick, like MICHAEL JACKSON its a :Thriller” after dark right here
at the MILLER MART in Virginia Beach and that's how we roll and that's clear
see a chick with class I stick fast like crazy glue and girlfriend you got gravy
too so like mud on a shoe I wanna hug you got job and involved so not lazy
SHE SAID:
you amaze with plan and I'm about to raise my hand and ask questions
it's wet luck a dame in a skirt you wanna set up some framework lessens
learned, blessings confirmed, I'm a honey so revealing got a funny feeling
this not gonna end in my favor now begin sexual behavior and you stealing
kisses, panties wet galore and I think we met before but yet you pour love
on me gee, so lets jest cut the funny stuff you want a honey so you can hug
on and huff and puff I've had enough, my body smoking and shook sweaty
ready to open a book on the page that discuss escape throw up some confetti
celebrate but you words devastate my wet insides a threat that rides with girls
so like CAMEO you wanna “Attack me with Your Love” my hair in candy curls
wanna track me in the club and get a wet kiss so I had to duck that you struck
out at bat, so like CHAMPAIGN “Try Again” still got pie and a grin wit luck
a guy can win, you have a savage and tight plan and like the AVERAGE WHITE
BAND fools come rush jest to get “SCHOOL CRUSH” its cabbage tonight
AL B SURE “if I'm Not Your Lover” its slop to discover another other than
me, like JAZMINE SULLIVAN gonna “bust the windows” in your dang van
a boy will fool you while at the same time school a boo and use a love tool to rule
you, its all wet and pink when you in it, let me think for a minute that all cool
provided we collided after the ring, for you being a player is a disaster your lines
flat as a layer of plaster and you really wanna git some, having butter is a divine
keen act as boy love talks have other means of attack may start with the wine and dine
in a mini-skirt from the start plenty say its a work of art and then the twirk start
convert from dumb and be alert that boys want some that come from the heart
have to make sure that my cake is pure no fake cure to sick cake boys get a thick
plate just to get a wet slice and that's how the dice roll sacrifice their soul quick
I'm gonna walk and boys wanna talk because my hips bounce and they look at that