[Intro]"This is not a test kids" The best fix for my ex chick,
When manic depressed fits,
Get in the way of having sex with,
Yer best friend..& jest than, i hear the thunder connect with, the antena end of a zeplin,
ooh, thats electric..
[Bridge]When it rains ,it pours in Texas,
Change our clothes & swets shit,
Phone on airplane modes in jet twin,
Turbine Fuel compressed engines,
Unless it spins off its hinges,
Resultin' then in a loss of pistons,
But as long as my Johnson enters,
Lil Momma's entrance,
we both get our rocks off & then kiss..
Like 2 part-ners bonding over common intrests ,
calm your intense-niss,
4 all in-ten-sive,
purpose driven ventures..relentless, yet mentally you stay centered...
[Chorus] if I could pinã colada my swag,
Into a glass, bottle or can...
2 get a leg up, or hand out , understandable if you have doubts, but keep your head up
[Verse] So babe when your wet drips ,
On my cleft lip, &
puts my breath mints,
2 the test tic,
Tacs arent the best since,
Thats all you happen 2 possess then,
At the exact instant,
So capture the moment & dont let it slip get,
Your ass up, man up & back hand punks with the dam butt,
Of a hand gun that you dont plan un...ever gettin' jammed up..dam cuz..thats trust...not jus that, but yeah hun,
So glad the rams won on your grandsons last fun, birthday bash brunch ,
Get them hands up, & raise them glass cups ,splash rum & make it rain like the azz-tux..az-tecks,
Messengers..
"Get it ?....Azzz-teck" ..as in Text messages ?
Over-obsessed with ,
But it's only a head trip
You hold over my head split,
Down the middle like bread ripped,
At the tables head sits,
I foot the bill if you left tips, & that was just breakfast,
[Chorus] if I could throttle up my swagg..
Into a glass, bottle or can...
To get a leg up, or a hand out ,
Understandable if you have doubt..but jus' keep yer head up..get the led out but dont let up,
Stack your bread up...
Before you get wet-up....
M-m-m-make, make that lettuce....
..How dedicated..
Could a medic patient..
Be, should he be medicated..
And if so, should he be educated..
If the meds he's taken..
Are devastating, with side effects of leaving your head aching..
And your legs shaking..
With every breth taken...
Women complaining of their eggs breaking..
Left feeling like deaths waiting..
Like deaths waitin'..2 come..2 come...like when youre done master-bating..
[Chorus] if I could throttle up my swagg...s-s-s-swagggg,
Into a glass, bottle or can...
To get a leg up, or a hand out,
Understandable if you have doubt,
Jus' keep yer head up...get the led out, but dont let up,
Stack your bread up,
Chase that cheddar,
" make dat paper"
Then take a vacation ..
Hurry the fack up...
B-b-b-but ....be patient..
Haste makes waste...
Ill say it in case,
We dont get the chance to see face to face,
" wait...wait, wait",
I meant to say ,say ,say....
Seeing eye to eye...
I aint gotta lie...
Catch a fade ,just for the record, that never played....
....whatever...late
FlatNasty
