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

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

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

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

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

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

Periodic measures to say my
Too much of this dope growth-type slow
Off a tree, let me blow my leaves
off my roots and pull up my sleeves

Break a branchling wist
for the mystical
Yo fancy, shake your
Our transystem is MCs
I hymn-zen, I'm casualies

Pot smoke-seeds,
Seize it, I be on every first
Of chaos, a form of infinity
me virtually supreme ID

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

I say, "Stop", hey, what's that
Someone laced all up in my L
start sweatin' when the pockets swell
Let's take it fourteen billion cells

Stop, hey, that smell?
laced dust all up in my L
Bitches start sweatin' when the swell
take it back fourteen billion cells