swatch. Every time we in the party, took it up a notch. Now I'm thinkin' 'bout this new girl, and she doin' pop (Ohhh). Wanna know my dick longer than a Pringle box. (Don't pray for love). Tired of seein
, you dress clever. I pick you up at eight. And my drops off whatever. . All of a sudden, I got the tingle for a Twinkie. Fever, flavor for a pringle, I think I like to mingle. With somebody thick
will they shoot? You missed and didn't hit Da Lench Mob either. Guerrillas in the Mist without Jungle Fever. But I got the fever for the flava of a cracker. Not a Pringle, bust the single, here's my