Oh Pete Nice? I'm than him, man I mean He wears and all, you know no disrespect
Yeah right, a thought
Heavy D yo, the girls they me They love me, I just it
Yea Positive K? He's dip dip
right
Yeah LL, yo he keep the girls But yo, I'm the man I'm the man, as a matter of Yo, see they at me man
I'm the man
Yo, that ain't Yo, anyway
By the hairs of my chinny chin chin, many plus plenty String by string, I think I like twenty If you loan me a ear, return it with interest If not, I'll twist the wrist So listen up closely, with thoughts to me Cause I hope to gross like ten cent per Now if I had two G's per strand Ask my banker, he understands I used to wrap my hand around a gold can Someone once said is wealth, so check self I gots a perfect check up, for a hiccup, roll with no stick up How can I keep the goya on my shelf? Oh boya how I searched for an But before Zeale film was in Tom Sawyer Now use your imagination, a smidgen If I was a I'd be a pigeon Succumb one to crumbs and pizza crust, when fella can Eat fresh fish and fat like pelican Then again, that's only if capable for freckles Or eyes , I settle for Heckle n' Jeckle I chuckle at my man with the cellular phone The phone I own's a funky xylophone's tone Ain't no joint in, annoyin pitched ringin We do the tap twist and twitch soul and this cordless thingamajig Sure as Onyx's clippers etch a clue to wig We'll do the gig so make mind The pipe, the bowl or us fiddlers, don't us even ride a bus to the coast if clear For pay, I'll say Now all runnin round's kickin me right in the rear And still I'm judged by the on my chinny chin chin And I'm able to hit a Just like my man Puba Maxwell, so I'm
Yeah, candy get the job done but yo, I take care of
{Peachfuzz} Now what's up with this nonsense? {Peachfuzz} What are y'all about this peachfuzz? {Peachfuzz} Nah, I just got one to say
Ahh man
By the hairs of my chinny chin, six black hairs String by string, I think I counts pairs a little, but still, can I get a thumbs up? At for the peachfuzz that sums up A tidbit, that's it, but who gives a sugar Honey iced tea me For if, I riff, yet and still, windmills So I time just to kill I say cute is for a bear, teddy like Teddy Ruxpin Would I be if I pimped in a tux then Smoked a cigar with black chinese shoes then Picked up some friends in my and start cruisin Huh, that's a dream that I ain't even If that makes a man, surely I'll I'll stay a toy boy eatin With Knowledge of Self, and books on my shelf I wanna grow up, maybe if I did then I wouldn't be like a Toys 'R Us kid when They counts ten upon my By the hairs of my peachfuzz, let's say was An inch, psych I can't pull or pinch It's a wrench, and I thought life would be a But anyway, anyhow, let's talk about someway That I can my peachfuzz grow out Really, do I need beard that with no pores Just to be respected and Santa Claus? this clear, I'm a MAN I tell ya No dreams or drugs like the slugs I ever sell ya A man I am, in the of a youth So don't play me I'm Born Universe Truth Truth So I knock at your hearts, let me in And judge me not by the hairs of my chinny chin
Yeah, that's we call, pimpin presence yo me tonight, knowhatI'msayin?
You got it
Yeah, you know I eat no So why can't I be as smooth as my man Dr. I see
Yo, I'm than the bottom of Hammer's shoes After three hundred
No here No hair on my chest, but my boy Ak West, I'm just I'm just
right
I'm smoother than y'all just saw
about time
I'm sayin, yo but, I don't want to {Peachfuzz} none of peachfuzz nonsense {Peachfuzz} {Peachfuzz} You
{Peachfuzz} a little boy