1. |
Skin Complexions
04:02
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Yo, look at that lady, she on top.
Walking around like she's calling the shots.
Terminator, see ya later
High-tech, with jetpacks and lightsabers
Chillin' on the dark side like Darth Vader
Ain't no saviour. Push the fader
But that kinda music won't get played here.
It ain't clear to me what you came to see,
But it seems like you expected some kind of fiend
With a glass eye, metal thigh, teeth are green
The kind you see cuffed on late TV
Now everybody make a sound for the Bass Man
Bouncing in the basement, the outlaws came in
You thought they were black? That makes you a racist!
PK, do your thing and give this track a facelift
You must have the wrong impression
She ain't got no misdirection
And she don't handle objections well...
Yao, check it out, she's got a car and a house
With a pool, twelve rooms and a walk-in shower!
And if that weren't enough reason to shout,
Every year she makes over eight hundred thou!
So throw your hands up to the sounds if your able
Flip that switch
Turn that table
This is for the confident, the cool and the capable
Cuz God knows everyone else is unsaveable
Let's get creative, roll out the narrative so
We can get crazy with the flow
And the ladies say
'Ooooh! We wanna have your babies!'
But lately, I've been feeling it's cuz they're just at that age
So I say no
And then we take that stage and we take you right back to 1978
I must admit, I feel a little ashamed
That's twice now I've stopped singing bout this dame.
You must have the wrong impression
She ain't got no misdirection
And she don't handle objections well...
Oooh you don't know who you're messing
(Oooh, she got that skin complexion)
Oooh you don't know who you're messing
(Oooh, she got that skin complexion)
Oooh you don't know who you're messing with
(Oooh, she got that skin complexion, yeah!)
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2. |
Everybody Knows
03:06
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Everybody knows what's under your clothes, but nobody seems to care
Everybody sees exactly what I see when you stop and give that stare
All the demons in the afterlife would be so satisfied to have you by their side, but I pay them no mind cuz I know...
Everybody knows
Everybody knows, when you're on the phone, that you're talking to policemen.
Everybody saw exactly who you called from that payphone on the street man
All the dealers selling crack and white won't be too satisfied that you're not on their side. You should pay them more mind, considering
Everybody knows
Everybody knows what you're doing to your nose when you step into the back room
Nobody believed that you really had to pee when you came back from the bathroom
All the people that you've left behind, they know you're getting high. They see it in your eyes. Don't be so paranoid, it's alright
Everybody knows
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3. |
Spadanga Baoung!
03:18
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I knew a man, his name was Baoung!
He came downtown to buy some Baoung!
He told me all about the Baoung!
Spadanga-danga-danga Baoung!
I spilled my weed upon the ground
So I called Mike to buy an ounce
He said no way man, I am out
Spadanga-danga-danga Baoung!
Oooh Spadanga-danga-danga Baoung!
Oooh Spadanga-danga-danga Baoung!
Oooh Spadanga-danga-danga Baoung!
Oooh Spadanga-danga-danga Baoung!
I tried to jam, I was too loud
My mama said to keep it down
If you don't, I will kick you out
Spadanga-danga-danga Baoung!
I tried to make my music bounce
To make the people scream and shout
I made them hear an awesome sound
Spadanga-danga-danga Baoung!
Oooh Spadanga-danga-danga Baoung!
Oooh Spadanga-danga-danga Baoung!
Oooh Spadanga-danga-danga Baoung!
Oooh Spadanga-danga-danga Baoung!
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4. |
Unbelievable
03:11
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Ooh I'm feelin' so loose, babe
I'ma just kick off these shoes, kay?
I'ma squeeze my cherries in your juice, kay?
So how the fuck you feelin?
So Unbelievable.
Ooh, you delicious like food, babe
Lick you up and cover you with fruit, hey
Put my blender in your smooth-ie
Now isn't that appealing?
So Unbelievable
Ooh, I'ma take your to my room, babe
Check out my Judo moves, hey
Dip my lemon in your fruit, yeah
So how the fuck you feelin?
So Unbelievable
Lady drive me crazy and I know she really want me to unwrap my salami and unleash my bukkake, Peter North on your hot cheeks, make some space for my sauseege, when I rap, I do it fast, I leave no room for apostrophes...
Ooh, I'ma take you to my room, babe
I got a list of things that we can do, kay?
Dip my balls in your poon tang
So how the fuck that taste, girl?
So Unbelievable
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5. |
Wet
03:44
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I don't remember... some sort of very clever double entendre about how we're gonna get you wet...
Like super soaker wet
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