[Intro: Jimmy Pop]
You've had enough of two-hand touch
You want it rough, you're out of bounds
I want you smothered, want you covered
Like my Waffle House hash browns
Comin' quicker than FedEx, never reaching apex
Just like Coca-Cola stock, you are inclined
To make me rise an hour early just like Daylight Savings Time (Virus)
[Chorus: Jimmy Pop]
You and me, baby, ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
(Do it again now)
You and me, baby, ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
(Do it now)
You and me, baby, ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
(Do it again now)
You and me, baby, ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
[Verse 1: KruddTheGuru]
I'm back in this bitch
Toe tapping
I'm clapping the witch
Putting hexes on everybody
Deep in the mist, when the cult came out
Now they want to be me, but it's hard to copy
In the middle of the field, where shit gets real
Court turn down appeals, and it's hard to profit
Sellin' dope, man it's hard to stop it
Tryna keep up, but its hard to drop it
This fatal attraction keep causing the damage
We dance at the disco, we try not to panic
They call me satanic 'cause I ain't with all the shit that they talking
They being dramatic
Weed fanatic
This lean my medic
I call on my bitch, when shit get hectic
Gun on her bra, we ain't riding strapless
Up in Wonderland, but I ain't Alice
I might push a T cuz, I ain't malice
Supplying the dope, bubble wrap the package
Carry-ons, we gon' hold it, strap it
POP hold me down, damn it
Squares can't come around, damn it
Blunts stink like a pound, damn it (Uh)
See what happened now, damn it
Shit, I lost you (God damn it)
Niggas like woah
I'ma have to pass on that bitch, like no
Driving so fast, might crash like woah
Fat pack in the stash, my nigga lets smoke
She Kim Kardash' with the ass like woah
Don't pass my weed, don't hit my dope
She passed my weed, don't hit my dope
You've had enough of two-hand touch
You want it rough, you're out of bounds
I want you smothered, want you covered
Like my Waffle House hash browns
Comin' quicker than FedEx, never reaching apex
Just like Coca-Cola stock, you are inclined
To make me rise an hour early just like Daylight Savings Time (Virus)
[Chorus: Jimmy Pop]
You and me, baby, ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
(Do it again now)
You and me, baby, ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
(Do it now)
You and me, baby, ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
(Do it again now)
You and me, baby, ain't nothin' but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
[Verse 1: KruddTheGuru]
I'm back in this bitch
Toe tapping
I'm clapping the witch
Putting hexes on everybody
Deep in the mist, when the cult came out
Now they want to be me, but it's hard to copy
In the middle of the field, where shit gets real
Court turn down appeals, and it's hard to profit
Sellin' dope, man it's hard to stop it
Tryna keep up, but its hard to drop it
This fatal attraction keep causing the damage
We dance at the disco, we try not to panic
They call me satanic 'cause I ain't with all the shit that they talking
They being dramatic
Weed fanatic
This lean my medic
I call on my bitch, when shit get hectic
Gun on her bra, we ain't riding strapless
Up in Wonderland, but I ain't Alice
I might push a T cuz, I ain't malice
Supplying the dope, bubble wrap the package
Carry-ons, we gon' hold it, strap it
POP hold me down, damn it
Squares can't come around, damn it
Blunts stink like a pound, damn it (Uh)
See what happened now, damn it
Shit, I lost you (God damn it)
Niggas like woah
I'ma have to pass on that bitch, like no
Driving so fast, might crash like woah
Fat pack in the stash, my nigga lets smoke
She Kim Kardash' with the ass like woah
Don't pass my weed, don't hit my dope
She passed my weed, don't hit my dope
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