Drugs Talk
[Verse 1: Sweetheartz]
Hey
It's June in heaven and the days are hot
And not numbered, and there's no Summer
And I've got to know
Will you sneak me through the gate a can of some Montana snow?
Where'd the Mr. Number One go?
Maybe we get a bobsled
Slide back down to earth or as far as the fall led
I hope you are not concerned though
Mind your step cus you will get burned, yo
And you wanna listen when I explain
I speak from the beak of the bird not of a brain
I will go off on you like it's my nickname
Would not get too warm to this frame
Unless you plan on surveying pain k**ers
Like they're chocolates, and staying when we lock lips
I cook you dinner full of chopped tits
Serve it on a magazine with a splinter
You might eat it up, but I'm still thinner
That makes me the winner. You are a beginner
Being gunned against the floor
Shown the door before you enter
Chorus
**I can let you in on my secrets but you try and stay
**Flashing bright tail feathers and run away
**You see I'm too much too soon for you to walk
**But hey, It's just how I let you know this is why my d** talk
My lap dance is like sand paper:
Buff you to a nub, zig-zag your thighs with a razor
Get me in trouble with my menace medicine emceeing. Before I let you intervene
I'll get you in the gut with the p**no shots you would rather not be in
Do you observe my astral projection when you're peeing?
Do I haunt you with my image in the sky when you're skiing?
When you look up I'm there, can't shake it from
Where you go, I will come piss you off and your mom
I'll make you watch when you crouch
You crotch cowards are such touchy-dealy dick scouts
Finding merrits. You see, you're parrots
Aparently, unsuited to parent, and probably
Completely incompetant in Compton
Colorado, Texas, New York. Whatever you're comping
Compliments in your crap calculator
To spit at free styles later
Take it from me, I can't stand a hater
You a player, I'm a cunning linguist, and I won't take it. No I won't care
You got a ticket to somewhere, but I won't be there
Would suggest you brace your face before I rub my spit in your hair
There's no A. There no way. You got a bad report card
I'm making my own business, buddy, back off or I'll break off your hard
Chorus
**I can let you in on my secrets but you try and stay
**Flashing bright tail feathers and run away
**You see I'm too much too soon for you to walk
**But hey, It's just how I let you know this is why my d** talk
Wrap you up and down like a yo-yo
It's BS for you to take up a go go
Have a lot but you can not buy me squat
You think you are hot, got caught, got shot
You ain't alright, you'll rot. Risking frisking
Take up a new house listing
It's me, I'm insisting
Hope that you're still listening
That's your disguise
Think I haven't got eyes?
You and your jenky-a** wives
Lives like lies, fast like flies
Chorus
**I can let you in on my secrets but you try and stay
**Flashing bright tail feathers and run away
**You see I'm too much too soon for you to walk
**But hey, It's just how I let you know this is why my d** talk