To Think I Thought
Sweet greet drizzle, oh that's so high
Says givin1 delirium tremors
Takin1 off everything, knife of the crowd
Says somebody makes him do better
Her lags are blailing,
She's having babies
That does not metter 'cause there's just one thing to know
That said, my baby's on something
My baby's on something good
My baby's on something
So shut up, bitch and give me some of that shit.
Ho-ooh, ooh-ho
I'm drivin' down San Diego, the fat police all stare
Ah, the cop car does not matter
Hell, modern this sumer
I just wanna make all your crazed illusions of me be shattered!
She's lag are flailing, She gave me rabies
That does not metter 'cause there's just one thing to know
That said, my baby's on something
My baby's on something good
My baby's on something
So shut up, bitch and give me some of that shit.
Ho-ooh, ooh-ho
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah-yeah, yeah yeah!
Aw!
Her's lag are flailing, She's having babies
That does not metter 'cause there's just one thing to know
That said, my baby's on something
My baby's on something good
My baby's on something
So shut up, bitch and give me some of that shit.
Ho-ooh, ooh-ho
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah-yeah, yeah yeah!
Aw!