Let me do everything, everything I'd like to plan a city, and play the cello Play at Monte Carlo, play Othello Move into the White House, paint it yellow Speak Portuguese and Dutch
make-up and all Swap six 45's, twist reefer in the flicks, papi whoadie ride Bolt his gun off, from know your horse, she lied Fly criteria, bury me in
skirts while they double dutch I had straight ds i wasnt in trouble much Either you do my homework for me or ima fuck you up Moms lied for me told her
was gone For a set of D's and quarter ki's we lose to many men And now to many man, understand how to be the man See the man lied, so the man died I
a dome-piece And the last of all I have is yours, now Surrendered nice and calmly As a tot played on a block of bricks And double dutched with the zombies
, bust me down Catch me looking at anotha chick She curse me out Dead serious But at times she act silly Jump out the truck at the light To get the dutch
't be lied to 'cause we've seen Now you must confess, come clean Stop playing down, now say what you mean Now you must confess, come clean * you = Dutch
dome-piece And the last of all I have is yours, now surrendered nice and calmly As a tot played on a block of bricks and double dutched with the zombies
up and all Swap six 45's, twist reefer in the flicks, papi whoadie ride Bolt his gun off, from know your horse, she lied Fly criteria, bury me in Africa
conquered By my block sponsers, monster Tonka truck ya The whole train conductor A hole in your spine, rip your stomach mothafucka Brotha suffer, my Dutch
me do everything (everything) I'd like to plan a city, play the cello Play at Monte Carlo, play Othello Move into the White House, paint it yellow Speak Portuguese and Dutch
I told that you my boss made you But I walk in and pick the blood that I'm a fuck later Club... becomes garbage for the dutch people I see you watching
Let me do everything, everything I'd like to plan a city and play the cello Play at Monte Carlo, play Othello Move into the White House, paint it yellow Speak Portuguese and Dutch
By my block sponsers, monster Tonka truck ya The whole train conductor A hole in your spine, rip your stomach mothafucka Brotha suffer, my Dutch puff
