Tokyo Spa Blaze Ya Dead Homie

[Intro]
I want my table ("I hear they lick your fuckin' doo doo out!")
That felt good, baby ("They wash your ass!")
Baby, baby ("I hear they lick your fuckin' doo doo out!")
[?], that felt good, baby ("They wash your ass!")

[Verse 1: Blaze & Shaggy 2 Dope]
I was on I-94, headed out far
Sign after sign, read "Tokyo Spa"
I was curious, I pulled over the car
I found a little shack, I packed in the back
I'm excited, I never been before
I rang the buzzer on the old screen door
Old lady opened it up, said "Ooh, come in
You are a big man, where to begin?"
I thought, oh fuck, I'm deep in the mix
This bitch is at least sixty-six, huh
But she probably knows some good tricks
She said, "One hour rub, sixty bucks, plus tip"
Then, she walked me down the hall
Into a little room, just a bed and the walls
She threw me a towel, put on the music
Sent in five hoes, told me to choose one

[Chorus]
At the Tokyo Spa (I want my table, [?])
(That felt good, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby)
At the Tokyo Spa (I want my table, [?])
(That felt good, baby, aby, baby, baby, baby)