The act of makin love isPink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildingsPink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildingsI'll take 30 electric chairsAnd put'em in a classroom30 MC'sAnd set'em free from thier doomJust like a tomahawk cuts through the windWhen we beginThe wheel of furtune it spinsHoldin'The rhythm like elasticMoldin'Your whole body like plasticSo why try to deny what ya already know ya loveUp aboveCause the maniaHysteriaIn the streetsWhile ya lovers gettin merrierIn the sheetsI met this lady namedSweet young thing andShe gave me that feelinThat sunshine bring inHordableSportableTotally affordableSilky smoothVoice was real audibleI said your cool as Ice CubaShe said, "your that Public EnemyI seen on the tuba."NawI'm like your Uncle babyThe style of your beautiful faceDrives me crazyWell can we do ya so Heavy ah D?She said, "You tried to play meLike Big Dad-dy."I said, "I know your TribeI Called and re-QuestedFor you to be manifested."She said, "You know the Same Gang and my Flava Unit too?"I said, "You only knew the certain things I wanna do, do you?"Rub ya down with warm Ice-TMake ya feel Bran NubienIn-stant-lyBoogie DownAnd check this ProductionGimme them lipsThey look good for suctionShe said, "Sweet teaseCool with a little almond joyOn the sideJust doin' the fly"You like poundcake?Comin' to my houseTurn on the lightsAnd see me on the couchI said, "Do the jingleAnd your from around the wayI like your earringsL'sBut anywayYour grand-daddy isHere to spread cheerSomethin nice and smoothWith my tounge in your earGive me a snackSome Salt And Pepper on a burgerIce Cube TOr if you prefer theTaste of honey KidRide in my Capri andThat's the jointThey got the real clear CD inShe said, "Stars couldn't get me in a carI don't know what type of man ya areYou might know karateDo me and get awayI got a glimpse of your license plateN-W-A."Pink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildingsPink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildingsPink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildingsPink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildingsShe was Chubb-y andReady to RockNaughty By Nature andPart of my private stock andRidin in the relaxFrame of mind andHmmmmmmmmmmmmHammer timinIncredibleSo edibleAnd unforgettableSoft like a Q-TipI'd love to get with youCause I'm the type of guy that got props doFeel it in mo and moreWhen I get ready for a showcasePut together wellI go deepAnd have an oil wellShow and tellI said, "Yo-YoYou're so intelligentAnd elegent."I n-I never Run to be DWith another MCI got what I wantRight in front of meI know a kid named KHe's a MDLast time I heardYo, was gettin real friendlyBelly to belly andChest to chestThigh by thighLeg by leg andI guessAin't no way to get ya outYour so caught up S-E-X-U-A-L - sortOf a freaky situationWith a peppermint twistRicky or Mike is next on the listNastified and all-funkifiedCome'onCome'onCome'onRideCan you hear?Never fearWhatcha hearWhat ya hearIs it clear?UnderstandAnd love ya big dearAnd I will appearMy dearWith a beerAnd bags full of cheerAnd waterbedYEAHCause I rumble and groanShe said, "You got to be bad toMake the moanie moan."Ain't no reason to frontOn the way your life shownBooyaaHow I'm jumpin' your bonesLike a GrandMaster in a FlashPut out your cigaretteAnd rest your tired ashAll I wanna doIs make woopieYour my pink cookieNot a wookieWhen you take it offI'd love a lookieCause I'ma mix it up toss stylePeace outYou got the sexual profilePink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildingsPink cookies in a plastic bag, gettin crushed by buildings
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