(Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!)
[Aesop Rock]
I got Barbarella's and Barbies in a DeLorean car piece
On a beat to eat to the grip, honey-dip reclines the car seat
She grabbing at the car keys
I pull over to the shoulder, stop sudden
A second later we both riding shotgun
And when I lean, it's Foghorn Leghorn window steam
I guess i never heard the cops approach the whip over the screams
So when he taps on the glass and shined the flash light
I said "if loving to fuck is wrong, I don't want to be right"
[Metro]
Hot Summer love, chillin with a dame, roll
Caseloads of tapes sold, pockets full of peso (Ladies)
Probably wouldn't stop it if you say so
Like Ellen when she fell into the K-hole
Looking for the right one to (fuck) before the day goes
Wake up at your crib, getting dressed in the same clothes
Kiss you on the forehead, more head, i can't roll
Not until the icings on the cake hole
[Camu Tao]
Your lips, put it in, pull it out, stick it in
Put a jimmy on, baby use your tongue, hold your hair
If you make a little noise I'm not annoyed, tell your friends
45's, we can work it out, an hour, it depends
Grab your body, playing origami, girl you can bend
Baby girl, love them mini curls, love it with your hands pitch
I love the way your clothes look and how them pants fit
You make a nigga go broke, you move to faith mission
[Aesop Rock]
I got Barbarella's and Barbies in a DeLorean car piece
On a beat to eat to the grip, honey-dip reclines the car seat
She grabbing at the car keys
I pull over to the shoulder, stop sudden
A second later we both riding shotgun
And when I lean, it's Foghorn Leghorn window steam
I guess i never heard the cops approach the whip over the screams
So when he taps on the glass and shined the flash light
I said "if loving to fuck is wrong, I don't want to be right"
[Metro]
Hot Summer love, chillin with a dame, roll
Caseloads of tapes sold, pockets full of peso (Ladies)
Probably wouldn't stop it if you say so
Like Ellen when she fell into the K-hole
Looking for the right one to (fuck) before the day goes
Wake up at your crib, getting dressed in the same clothes
Kiss you on the forehead, more head, i can't roll
Not until the icings on the cake hole
[Camu Tao]
Your lips, put it in, pull it out, stick it in
Put a jimmy on, baby use your tongue, hold your hair
If you make a little noise I'm not annoyed, tell your friends
45's, we can work it out, an hour, it depends
Grab your body, playing origami, girl you can bend
Baby girl, love them mini curls, love it with your hands pitch
I love the way your clothes look and how them pants fit
You make a nigga go broke, you move to faith mission
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