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