It's like it always rains when I run my brain, The chitter chatter's got me shattered, And I feel like I'm scattered now, I'm battered, Knocked down to
Oh well, From my parked car window on the passenger side, She be leanin' over to me tellin' me I can't rely on anything in this world, With the tear drops
She got me cursed like the Kennedies, I'm trippin' like a freak, Strokin' on her solar plexus, Tickle behind the knee, Giggle cause the vibrator, It make
wach out for Sweat dripping from my head Ah ah aahw ah ahhhhhh, yeah yeah Look's like it's hot action Jammin' wit Samuel L. Jackson Ah ah aahw ah ahhhhhh, yeah Look's like it's hot action
Once in a good while, Ya might find somebody to love you, Yeah, Kinda like ya momma, Or ya grandmamma watchin' above you, Ooh yeah, I hope that you stay
Uh uh… Wha wha? Zoom boom boom boom, Uh… Wha wha? Uh uh… One on one, Two on one, Three on one, Add one for fun! Ya gotta flicky flicky flick flick flicky
Do you think that I can get some jiggy jiggy Maybe gets a little finger sticky sticky You my electrical lip balm flavor I gotta do ya until the next song
Aww way back in the day when I was still livin' in Queens, Barely hip to the hopper Run DMC, Me 'n my main man Perez, Kickin' back with a six pack of
Forget about the party shit's in Calamazoo, And I don't feel like drivin' any more than you do, We gotta house party over here in the place, With all
Yeah yeah yeah, Yo every time she wanna do it like she want what I got, Maybe then we gettin' freaky but then maybe we not, You so hot, Wanna do it a
Chicka chicka ahh, Chicka chicka ahh… You say you want you a club slut who got the big fat ass, The kind that got them DSL's and shake her booty fast
Everybody knows trouble is easy to get Burned out dealer to the teachers pet For some fun there is always sex Hiding in the corner like a shy t-rex Mmmmmmmmmmmm
Aww yeah, The Hot Action comin' at ya 2003, Now what's it gonna be? Aww yeah, C'mon… Beautiful girls do whatever they want, And fabulous hunnies get
nen nen nen nen ner ner... YEAH! , OH NO! , YEAH! , OH NO! I go riding through whoop-de-doo! Whoop-de-doo! Then I pull a wheelie,yeah wow! Then I do
1. Doom Boom Forget about the party shit's in Kalamazoo And I don't feel like driving any more than you do We gotta house party over here in the place
Do you think that I could get some (jiggy jiggy) Maybe gets a little finga (sticky sticky) You my electrical lip balm flava I gotta do ya til the next
Do you think that I can get some chickie chickie Maybe gets a little finga sticky sticky You my electrical lip balm flava I gotta do ya until the next
