I was skipping down the when I heard some moaning It was Dorothy she said she need some Who the was I to say no? I took her to the crib, in that one movie Ghost And it was on, my clothes got to It was healing, but with no feeling I was sticking my dick into air And right I busted, Dorothy disappeared
When I met her it was January, of winter I was alone up in my attic nobody could hear her It was just a cold gust of wind, I somebody pass through me When I opened up my eyes, my love appeared to me Long hair, and she was in spots And her skin was just as soft as a lot And it was love at first I'd seen her again And to this day I'm in my waiting on my girlfriend
Baby, I'm but I need you I'm buried right here, and I'll never you (Baby) She's deader a doornail, looking for love Doornail was the neighborhood ghost. (Baby) She's deader a doornail, looking for love Dorothy was the neighborhood ghost.
J:] I started blowing her up with after sance my turn, Violent J, to get in them pants 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 trippin, they need their money shit We love, rigor mortis set and my dick got stuck But we give a fuck Hold me forever tight
I once met this chick, I believe her was Dorothy She had a banging but her skin was kind of corpsey-acap