Little Walker, sittin' in a saucer Oh, how I that ass up a mission in the woods Woody woodpecker if he could
But I didn't to pass it up To the next man had my walkman on The fifty line and my adrenaline pumpin' Like a thriller driller tiller out with the miller brew
Filler up, took it 'til the Dutch puked ([unverified]) Luke skywalker a sweet talker so I got ill With my light saber that in one fancy flavor My strange led to an outburst
The felt good but the day got worse I thought I was alone slim trade the a brown-eyed bombshell that was dope enough to pay I looked my shoulder and my cover was peeled By my whole school sayin', "Ooh" and I'm for real
Oh shit, oh shit, oh
to say the least I'm so slick that they need to call me 'Cuz I slips and I when I rides on the beast Imani and your mom in a tree, K I S S I N G
Yo, first comes the And then the she my homey's M O M, what? (M I E) Yo and to think from day one in my eyes I show 'Cuz I stepped his house, his mom's grinnin' ear to ear
Gigglin' and winks for I would encounter from female sizin' me up for the kill Oh, what the hell is what I to myself So that I wouldn't worry, I'm sittin' on the And wish would please hurry up
She me a cup of ripple, broke out the titty Squezed her nipple, said, "Suck it if you like but don't bite it" I had an urge to say fuck it but I I had to fight it
Before I say alakazam ([unverified]) I took old bitch in a doggie style Greg walked in the room that nigga had a fit But all this numbskull say was, oh shit
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh Son-of-a bitch, son-of-a bitch, on
One summertime Sunday evening Crenshaw was in full swing Perfect of how looks can be deceiving up to what I thought was a pretty young thing Rollin' in a purple Samurai Suzuki braids Was an aid to her sex
Dude she was dope man real on the wheel Well, anyway I toot, toot she said, "Hey, a beep, beep" The next day rolled to the beach Tuesday me and my new Crenshaw Coolin' on the and now she's rubbin' on my booty
Suck, suck, suckin' on my neck like But it all that spectacular (Why?) 'Cuz everytime I tried to touch her tay-titty She would be quit B Bitch was frontin' but I say nothin'
Then all of the after someone pushed the button I got a funny feeling something was real wrong Looked at her shoes and her feets was long
it hit me, oh please God no Don't let ho turn out to be a John doe He pulled a one on me, yo I guess one of those things that make you go, shit
Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh Oh shit, oh shit, oh