7. Domestic Dog
Hahaha, yo did you see that? Yo she pushed her cart right into that Escalade Hahaha [Hook] Women at the bar want to be a star Stop her on the street, she thinks you a freak It's illegal to flirt when we at work So nowadays I score at the grocery store [Verse 1] You are what you eat, no pretending to be So I push my cart like an extension of me Bump, bump, nope I can't fund I'm the one that's probably gonna hit your cart more than once Like "Excuse me, sorry, I didn't see you there Yeah, I didn't see you there, with your pretty hair In the condom isle, with your awesome smile Tomorrow we should watch Lost, hang out a while" She's got cheese, can't tell if it's cheddar But you did see the way she held them bell peppers Clean enough to put soymilk in the potbelly Skank enough to buy sushi from the hot deli It's ok though, butter and mangos Down at the cold isle, organic tomatoes Even the chain stores attract angels Old food, safe way, traitor jokes, rainbow Nipples erect in the ice-cream section Steam up the glass and steal my breath And you know damn well I'ma bring the dick Call me the coolay man and sing my shit (oh yeah) [Hook] Yeah, yeah Actually I would like a few samples Alright? Thank you [Hook] [Verse 2] Yeah, yeah, we've all heard the old phrase Felt like the start of a mid-eighties porn tape Both of us reach for the last box of corn flakes Headphones kickin, she was listening to Ghostface Nah baby, go ahead and cop them shits I'll just settle for a box of kicks Turned off the iPod to talk I don't know what she said, I was watching her lips Pressing P interrupted by the culprit She had no idea that I was shopping with a full clip So many bullets, she should have been insulted But she didn't, that's all that matters isn't it? No bullshit Flow and swerve through my chosen words Miss pumpin power to open hers Yeeeah I be chilling by the frozen deserts And if this don't work, I'm going to church [Hook] Nah, nah, nah, paper, paper Nah for real put it in the paper bag With handles, handles! [Hook with different last line] So nowadays I score at the gro-gro-gro [Hook] Uh, excuse me What? Yeah what's your? Sarah, yeah Sarah Could you do me a favour and uh, could you put the eggs on top? Wooo...
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