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it up



Zoop, well it up
Shoop the Wendy Cooper loopy
Low brow, low
She me, "What's the name?"
I flashed the grossest fangs in biz
Jumped out where open:
"What's yours?"
"Um, Jenny, um..."
5 o'clock with the sum
Sprung colassal miss, may I process your
But ae is
"My
The pigeon holing that your predecessor's lunacy in the kismet"
Her eyes googled back "?that want to fortune to? breed a new kink in the posture
"Just don't get all
Get P.T. in 3D THX sound stereo dismissal
Sorry hun, it's the last ?group? was a fistful
Like them girls you bump into dumb luck
get high in the city kiss once when punch drunk
Watch her misinterpret the moment touch
mc-clingalot claim instant one love
And you've gotta beg your friends to take 'em off your like thumbcuffs
Or them you'll vibe for a sexy second (love you)
'em a month Hyde Hekyl to Jekyl and she makes Hitler look cuddly
But in the sky with emerald eyes
so different so delicious so ?de fish?
I'd be to walk the limb with
So let's just get a few out the way: (okay)
I'm bonkers and just about everyone god's great earth offers
I be getting dressed up to impress your family dear
And if I can't wear jeans and sneakers then I be lamping there
Nope, aggro-pimp, sinfully, clinically ?novel,? back it up no-diggity
Magic-touch fingertip
Own up to your dirty animalistic instincts
ritual courting dance and behaviour" (like what?)
"I dream of Jeannie and fucking her
But could be Jenny so easily if you'd let me
Hell, the daddy-o Merlin-- 'e' for effort
Most of high-post Fabio world motherfucks make my head hurt
Dead up-- I got death in the but you'll get used to it ma
Dinner and cinema, yes, just the bread up
Sure, he schleps with naked but I carry dreams
Like I to be an anstronaut after you marry me"
(WHAAAAT???)
"You're rushing this I smothered it's crowding me awfully, dolly
I you, Get the fuck off me! Sorry." (Call me)
And I'm circling her like a shark frenzied but friendly
"I'm cool, how you Jenny?" (Jenny) Jenny (Jenny) Jenny
"So quiet, oh I that, so mysterious, I dig it
The way you haven't made eye contact with me once in ten
I'm just saying girl, I'm dirty-dog raw vintage mixed mega-low society
Mister ?head? if you try me
So there it is, game. I mean it's not I'm sweating you
because when it comes to it, most of y'all females are the same
But now it's your baby, spit it out"
"Okay" She punched me dead in the fuckin mouth and walked

Watch out cause you know he don't love ya
is one bad motherfucker
He's a low life with a low life game
He needs a no life dame with a strobe light

it up now..

No ring on the
There ain't no attached
But if you love and
manic
Get a carton of
And we can make it
Get mac in
Just leave your bag up on my curb the trashcan
?Pretend? like I seen you in
?Relax the tap dance?
Lights, camera,