Intro: andre benjamin and george *singing*
Everybody's got On the way you're But see they can't fill your Life is of half illusion (illusion) Forty percent (confusion) left I'm using to keep myself from losing, yea You don't know I've been through (oooh) Hell I might go you (ghetto boy that, won't eat, tonight) Uh-oh, oh no-oahohh (that boy just wanna eat tonight) Hey hey (he scuffles her booty and her face) hey hey And mm-mmmmmm (mom I'm seekin that sir tea and some yea) All in all all in my head
Verse big boi
You know that high guy, from east p.i. Spittin the of reality, you mad at me Boi how you gonna me? You want me to lolligag and talk that I refuse to so I'm gon' speak that southern good shit harder than yo' hood shit, lil' shit That make y'all niggaz about the trigger Before you it, on liquor stores and banks Them folks got more than enough bullets to put ass Off in the slang, don't claim no gang, we the That did "ain't no thang but a chicken wang" But still though, how you gonna play a nigga like We outkast til it's over, barbeque and never For bro
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Verse george clinton
Valley girls are horny (synthesizer) Fuzzy logic, their pubic (synthesizer) Ooooh ooh .. (synthesizer) Ooooh ooh .. (synthesizer)
Conceived under the influence of toxic doctors Computer buggin debuggin device-a and versa And various Performing with laser light and verbal incision For a ballistic lobotomy you, a psycho-sodomy Of the oblongata your mind down your spine and out your behind you
Verse three: benjamin
Synthesizer, me Give me a so I can make seven babies my breasts up, can you suck the fat up Please make my appear Like ain't no thing as bad luck My, nose ain't Like I a new one Just take pick, a yellow red A or a blue one reality, virtual, bullshit Synthesizer can reach you Up in the Who a Give me my gat so I can smoke this his mamma not to cry Because they can clone him Than it took his daddy to him bitin verbatim Thought provokin records never played dem Instant, grits, new, improved Hurry hurry, rush rush, on the move Marijuana illegal but cool I look kinda funny but I ain't no fool Now if you wanna synthesize I Now if you wanna synthesize I But if you synthesize I will synthesizer man
Verse four: george
Ghetto boy horny Scsi a booty in a cage Problem sinkin down and out So sleepy, playing in cyberspace (synthesizer) wendy (synthesizer) Web walkin in the Digital time, digital good time Said she'd lapdance on your your laptop's in your lap Digital good time, good time Cybersexy Web walkin in the Digital good time, good time Said she'd tapdance on laptop While your laptop's in lap Digital good time, digital time Digital good time, digital good wendy Web walkin in the Digital good time, good time Digital good time, good time logic, it's groovy..