She walked her way down It brought my mind back From where I was trapped How long will it take For tension to break Feel it sliding off Shimmy-like cloth
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She walked her way down It brought my mind back From where I was trapped How long will it take For tension to break Feel it sliding off Shimmy-like
: She walked her way down It brought my mind back From where I was trapped How long will it take For tension to break Feel it sliding off Shimmy-like
balls You wanna brawl? Punk I thought not You might get beat down and stomped like Sasquatch Your girl, like Keith Sweat, I wanna fuck her Psych, I already stuck her
mouth Fuck mouth, my whole house is foamin' at the couch Jumped out of the ninety-third floor of a building And shot every window out on the way down
to make her release her emotions to me But she just wouldn't do it, she built up a wall And I couldn't break through it I used to walk to school everyday
attention in a crowded place I'd simply walk up and stick my nuts in your face Yeah, freak her with your nuts, yo that'll get her Tell her that she'
my jock Now it's birdies in the house, gotta guard the bitch up Bout to get your world crowded by them soldiers in the chucks You some real ass niggas, some down
shall we This rowdy crowd of MC's and DJ's know how to pound beats Like kids with flat feet and crap beats walking down backstreets So much work went
a girl over there With long brown hair I took her to the place I threw the mattress in her face Took off her shirt Took off her bra Took off her pants
in South Carolina Fucked her till she turned into a white albino Fucked this hooker in Iowa, I fucked her on credit, so I owe her Fucked this girl, down
stage, I just stood there, frozen, and bawling. the teacher had to walk on to the stage and carry me off. you know, I react E same way when that stagedivin' crowd
just stood there..frozen and balling! The teacher had to walk right on to the stage and carry me off. Ya know I reacted the same way when that stage-diver-crowd
walk up, and drop-kick midgets Call me Boogie Night, the stalker that walks awkward Stick figure, with a dick bigger than Mark Wahlberg Comin' through the airport, sluggish, walkin
bitch Don't give no fuck who yo team or who you startin' with Cameoed or charted with, I house niggaz like apartments with Mic mechanisms, I dissect a rhythm, move crowds
Woah, it's the remix Woah, it's the remix Woah, Genuine Chitti chitti bang bang boom like a pow Everybody up in the club gettin' wild Drinks everywhere, the crowd
really don't see that its her So she's pointin the finger Won't take responsiability So she go blaming all the folks that doubt her The smoke and powder Obstacles around her got her
