I was skipping down the when I heard some moaning It was Dorothy she said she need loving Who the was I to say no? I took her to the crib, popped in that one movie And it was on, my got to pealing It was sexual healing, but no feeling I was sticking my into thin air And right when I busted, disappeared
When I met her it was January, middle of I was alone up in my attic where nobody hear her It was a cold gust of wind, I felt somebody pass through me I opened up my eyes, my only love appeared to me Long hair, and she was bald in And her skin was just as soft as a lot And it was love at sight I'd never her again And to this day I'm in my attic waiting on my
Baby, I'm dead but I you I'm buried right here, and never leave you (Baby) She's deader a doornail, looking for love Doornail was the neighborhood ghost. (Baby) She's deader then a doornail, for love Doornail was the neighborhood ghost.
J:] I started her up with sance after sance It's my turn, Violent J, to get in them We went for ice but we almost got arrested "Look he's got a dead and he's over there molesting it" I had to throw her in the trunk and take her to the Cause mother fuckers always trippin, they need money shit We made love, mortis set and my dick got stuck But we didn't give a me forever tight Dorothy
I once met this chick, I her name was Dorothy She had a banging body but her skin was of corpsey-acap