LISTEN TO THE MUSIC ON THE LAKE!
LISTEN TO THE MANDOLIN RAIN!
- Thread starter Buckeye Fever
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There's also this classic, my friend.
If these lyrics don't work, nothing will.
Aiyyo
Sit back, kick up your feet upon my glass table
Grab the remote baby, check my nikkas on cable
I got the hey love album, plus Jodeci
Roll this up, the EZ Wider near the ash tray
Full moons, skunk weed up all up in the room
You got the munchies, baby, ice cold milk and Lorna Doones
How you like it baby? I like it on the sink
You freak me, butt-naked in a long mink
Yo, I like my power-U warm, study Islam
Play it off, if my wife call, you're my cousin Dawn
Solomon had many wives I see many thighs
Stab meat like knives,I'm tranqued by your chinky eyes
You're razor baby, this a stick up, throw your legs up
You fake freak in the morning cuz at midnight, you gave up
You had me harder than a roll of quarters
You felt the snake-head, you can't cook, you can't fukk
Chick your act is dead
Hit the icebox wench, grab me a beer or
Can't explain it no clearer, you be the one, lately starin in the mirror
Jodeci style, K-Ci
JoJo, Dalvin, DeVante
All day like Harry Belafonte, yo, yes y'all yes
Not sure what made my laugh more the first time I ever heard this song.
Harder than a roll of quarters.
Or All day like Harry Belafonte.
If these lyrics don't work, nothing will.
Aiyyo
Sit back, kick up your feet upon my glass table
Grab the remote baby, check my nikkas on cable
I got the hey love album, plus Jodeci
Roll this up, the EZ Wider near the ash tray
Full moons, skunk weed up all up in the room
You got the munchies, baby, ice cold milk and Lorna Doones
How you like it baby? I like it on the sink
You freak me, butt-naked in a long mink
Yo, I like my power-U warm, study Islam
Play it off, if my wife call, you're my cousin Dawn
Solomon had many wives I see many thighs
Stab meat like knives,I'm tranqued by your chinky eyes
You're razor baby, this a stick up, throw your legs up
You fake freak in the morning cuz at midnight, you gave up
You had me harder than a roll of quarters
You felt the snake-head, you can't cook, you can't fukk
Chick your act is dead
Hit the icebox wench, grab me a beer or
Can't explain it no clearer, you be the one, lately starin in the mirror
Jodeci style, K-Ci
JoJo, Dalvin, DeVante
All day like Harry Belafonte, yo, yes y'all yes
Not sure what made my laugh more the first time I ever heard this song.
Harder than a roll of quarters.
Or All day like Harry Belafonte.
Non Sequitur
Creep.
i think i just got wet.