Автор: Mr. Strange

I take a brain to another dimension I take a brain on a parallel universe script I’m the only no

Teenage Marooner, sipping Coca Cola Teenage Marooner, mama can’t control her Nude Beach A-Go-Go, Nude Beach A-Go-Go You can do

She like my new talk, my new style My new walk This new whore, open your mouth And I’ll bruise

I-I-I-I’m alri-i-i-ight Tonight I-I-I’m alri-i-i-ight babe More breeze in your hair hun It’s the one that your blick took her

What up, what up? Do you motherfuckers Wanna gamble with your luck? Better roll four, five, six Then up and

I went downtown to breeze thru freaks I got a job interview with Hebrew G Pump-shigga-pump-parrump-pump Pump-parrrrump-pa-rrum-pump Rum diggy dum,

(Listen now, Ill hip you, hip you now, when I whistle Whistle owl, Im gonna split you, lift you, get

Look, niggas really wanna beat they chest For B.A.N.K.S. These niggas be gorillas for the pin-k flesh These niggas be

Yo, you rocking with the man crook You can get your man took quicker than your hand shook No frontin’,

This is that Jamma Jamma — Go-Anthem-Banana-Getter, You got a question, I’ll answer For llama-mama I’m better, But better P-put