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Baby,
(I say, "Lord, mercy")
is for all you dirty bitches out there
Suck up on motherfuckin' nuts
(I say, "Lord, mercy")

Say stop! Hey, what's that
Everybody what's goin' down
I'm everlastin', forever on a
I'm to the boat, steamin' gray matter tone

I ain't I'm God but you can graft this
Chances are if I'm a star, I'd be Johnny
On some smooth shit, I'd be all the honeys
Hugh Hefner with his Playboy Bunnies

Check the Sunday funnies, I'd be reading
See me after dark, love, be getting scary
I'll freak you like Carrie on the of the prom
Let's keep it cool and calm, I'll start your palm

Work my way up arm, start kissing your ear
Maybe, licking your lips, then your hair
Yeah, I the back spasm to get the orgasm
And if my legs cramp, girl, I that stamp
I got it sewn love, so you got no worries
Hold up, a second, my vision's gettin' blurry

Stop, hey, what's that
Someone dust all up in my L
Bitches start once the pockets swell
take it back fourteen billion cells

Periodic to say my rhymes
Too much of this need growth-type slow
Off a poet's tree, let me blow my
Shake off my roots and up my sleeves

a branchling wist stick
Lyrics for the
Yo fancy, your chancy
Our is torn MCs
I hymn-zen, then I'm

Pot smoke-seeds,
Seize it, I be on every ability
Of chaos, a higher of infinity
Gettin' me supreme ID

Reflectors and
At which my faster phrased
Super-lax, break and MCs jump off wacks
Revolves and steers and still time stilt
I work for Real Bill Divine, it's chill

I say, "Stop", hey, what's smell?
Someone laced all up in my L
Bitches start sweatin' the pockets swell
Let's take it back fourteen billion

Stop, hey, what's smell?
Someone laced all up in my L
Bitches start when the pockets swell
Let's take it back billion cells