I’m Frank Sinatra on these fools when I start the rap
Sammy Davis on the floor when I dance like that
Fred Astaire in the rain when I tip my hat
You’ll see the tip of a gat
Inside my rat trap
In my lap jack
Hands are Solo at the table
When I scratch the track
Stars have wars with record labels
Rap bout cars with major labels
While I rap bout givin facials
Ladies love my funky style
Fucking is what I call relations
Just trying to function
While I fix my space station
Glass jar for nothin brother
From another when I’m sprayin
Spit like bullets like loogies to flem
It’s like a luger to your friends dome
Splat their brains like masterbation
I got a fight club of misfits. That are all around me
World wide passport gang it’s a fuckin mystery
James Bond for the girls I face the Octopussy
My face is on the pussy it’s my opposition
When I’m hazed out I picture legs out
My mouth will go south every time we mess around
Your hairs a mess now and I’m standin up
Since we laying down I guess we gonna fuck
Pardon my french miss but I’m sensitive to your touch
Cuz every time we makin love Iook at you like fuck
It’s a Green bay It’s a touchdown
Louisville slugger girl It’s going downtown
Look into her eyes
You can’t hide
And if you try
You’ll find some love inside
They say love never dies
Except at night
When lovers cry
You’ll find some love inside
I’m in beast mode
I’m a predacon
Ain’t no defeatin
This Deceptacon
Ain’t no deception
I know who ya are
I know what your like
When you screamin stars
Put you on planets baby
Moonbase hits hard
I rock your Venus
You play with my Mars
Black out my uhh
I’m a porno star
The way I do it
She says it’s like an art
Look in
To her eyes
Look in
To her eyes
Into her eyes
Look in
To her eyes
Look in
To her eyes
Into her eyes
Look into her eyes
You can’t hide
And if you try
You’ll find some love inside
They say love never dies
Except at night
When lovers cry
You’ll find some love inside
