Lirieke:
Naked Ladies In Die Motor

vision is a dancer And when he dance, it's always on the one Going down you can see sounds of silence Primal heartbeats could be seen with the naked

Eat-a some lasagna, but-a don't get any on ya. A nice-a painter was Botticelli. He's very old, he's very old. He's-a paint a lady with a naked belly,

I?m so hard naked with lady crashed my car Maxed out all of my credit cards black out in Brooklyn Brooklyn! Heading out to Detroit got the call the motor

niggaz bleedin Ping brain little life chances Ambulances, And plenty murder man dances, ha! And for the niggaz that be popping that lip how high I tip, Tearing body fleshes off of the rip Like a lady

state, like the same amount of snitches that you got in your face I'm a make my cracks bigger and take over the whole hood Shit changed, dunn the ladies

Words & Music by Steven Page She fed me strawberries and freezer-burned ice cream I said "Goodbye, I guess" She lifted up her dress and so I must confess

state, like the same amount of snitches that you got in your face I'm a make my cracks bigger and take over the whole hood Shit changed, dunn the ladies