Hey yo check this out
I don't mean to sound like a fiend but
Me and you make a better team than
Hot dogs and pork & beans
And I dig the way that you turn me on
Last night at the Radison
All alone me and you
Wildin out and we comin through
The way your kisses straddle me
With the moon light on your anatomy
Head full of weave with the candy curls
Smelling all good and the tommy girl
And I can't say what the fucks out the south
Girl you bout the best around
Sugar spice oh so nice
Better than a bowl of red beans and rice
Sweet tea and ice wouldn't it be nice
If two nights we could unite
And go get a room down at the 8
And like at the one twin at the fate
Girl I wanna stomp and shake up the cat
And make the head board go rat tat tat tat
All night long until you had enough
Of that good ol sicky stuff
And girls they come in runnin over again with that STICKY 24-7
Your sticky good I can't lie
It taste just like a peach knee high
Backed by a bag of funjuns
And course I'ts going to smell like onions
Butt more so like pork and beans
Girl I don't know what come over me
But something strange is going on
Cuz I want you more than Tony Braxton
Eww wee that's deep I should hang up and give you a beep
So I can stop this babiling
And go to work on your abdomen
With a lil bit flavor or a lil of wine
Then I can turn into a porcupine
And stick you good like a staple pin
Drop a lil bass up in your bed
Drink your body like lemonade
Tight a lick like a lick she really came
Bite your neck like Dracula in the back seat of your acura
Cuz your sticky is the best it is
So when you check your messages
Pick up the phone and hit me
So you can get with me
The girls they comin runnin over again
runnin over again runnin over again
and the girls they come in runnin over again with that STICKY 24-7
That L.A. sticky silky
But they wiWould you like to go with me
Down my dead end street
Would you like to come with me
To Village Ghetto Land
See the people lock their doors
While robbers laugh and steal
Beggars watch and eat their meals-from garbage cans
Broken glass is everywhere
It's a bloody scene
Killing plagues the citizens
Unless they own police
Children play with rusted cars
Sores cover their hands
Politicians laugh and drink-drunk to all demands
Families buying dog food now
Starvation roams the streets
Babies die before they're born
Infected by the grief
Now some folks say that we should be
Glad for what we have
Tell me would you be happy in Village Ghetto Land
Village Ghetto Land