Oh Shit The Pharcyde

[Intro]
Oh shit, oh, oh shit
Ah, shit (Ah, shit)
Ah, shit
Ah, shit (No)
Ah, shit
Ah, shit
Ah, shit (Uh)
Ah, shit (Ah, shit)
Ah, shit (Shit, ah, shit)
Ah, shit (Ah, shit)
Ah, shit

[Verse 1: Slimkid3]
Uh, little Sally Walker, sittin' in a saucer
Oh, how I tossed that ass up
Like a mission in the woods, Woody Woodpecker would
If he could, but I didn't wanna pass it up
To the next man, had my Walkman bumpin'
On the fifty yard line and my adrenaline pumpin'
Like a killer thriller, driller tiller, out with the Miller brew
Fill her up, took it 'til the damn Dutch puked
Luke Skywalker ain't a sweet talker, so I got ill
With my lightsaber that came in one fancy flavor
My strange behavior led to an outburst
The night felt good but the day got worse
I thought I was alone, Slim Tre the stowaway
With a brown-eyed bombshell that was dope enough to pay
I looked over my shoulder and my cover was peeled
By my whole school saying, "Ooh," and I'm busted for real
(He came and went at the same time)