My baby's nice, she's so polite Said, "Please" when she ask me stay the night She's around the house and she love me so real She pickin' up a little bit
Been a whole lot easier since the bitch left town It's been a whole lot happier without her face around Nobody upstairs gonna stomp and shout Nobody at
Take the lowest common denominator, The tiniest grain of sand. Like the first digit of our fingers Points back to the whole hand. Follow the spear flight
own way You live protected, respected, inside the law You're sunny-side-up, he's wearing his yolk raw You say you never took nothing he'd refuse He's living
't got no friends Yo mama's a pajama, yo mama's a llama Yo mama's a pajama I love myself, I think I'm grand I like to sit and hold my hand When I grow up