Every time I feel like leaving you Thinking this love is only seasonal Your lower region keep me fienin so I keep comin back Knowin that your boys and you called the boys on me Something I could never forgive I gave you two kids, now you wanna get me live, fuck it I'm still fuckin, ass like an onion in a spandex Better get ready for African grand sex Every time I hear this record it reminds me of you Press the pedal of the Beamer with the Gandhi shoes, look at view Bitch we almost in Hollywood
Every time the record plays you will Nobody could recreate what we feel We could put it all on tape, right here Why don't we just procreate what we hear? So let's make some music, yea So let's make some music, yea yea Then let's make some music
Put the plug in the socket This long gone rocket is never allowed this CQ You know that I'm focused Although you'd like some vocals I wanna rehearse with you Treat tonight like a movie role We'll make the scar with the lights out
Every time the record plays you will Nobody could recreate what we feel We could put it all on tape, right here Why don't we just procreate what we hear? So let's make some music, yea So let's make some music, yea So let's make some music, yea yea