Common Sense - Puppy Chow lyrics

This is a you A rhyme dedicate to the ca nine Come here boy I said it's play time It's time to play with the mind of a slimmie I don't want to be a freak but it's the dog in me I don't pretend to be the open door roses type I open the door for myself and I close it right In your face now you want to taste my food what? You got your own food get a attitude You get left call the ref if you think it's foul I ain't tryin' to hear that, so have a Coke and a smile Cause after awhile, I'ma want to get Buckwild And now months laters, I'ma say it ain't my child I'm sterile girl, we ain't never did nothin Cause only you and I know that the Common Sense is bluffin' Little Miss Muffett, that's how the ball bounces Sorry you gotta bounce the ball eight pounds and two ounces That's how I'm livin', just like a rottweiler When I was a shorty, I was a lot wilder But then I got milder, and settled down with a harem And when I can't bear em, I share em You see it's like no, pa** it off, pa** pa** the puss I ain't a nerd, but we've got bush So cut the bush brat, and let's move it like a you-Haul Forget the grindin' sh**, I ain't tryin' to get the blue ball Brap bump me child, I'm speakin' upon the nitty gritty I'm a dog, here Kitty Kitty Zippidy-doo-dah, a zippidy-zippidy-day Unzip your zipper baby, and come my way I'm Jack the Ripper, na-nah not Jack Tripper Cause Three is not Company when your other two friends are thicker So come one friend, come two friend, come all United we stand, divide your legs so I can fall In your bowl of cherries, Kerrie is so very Thick thicker than the Dick Tom and Harry Tom and Jerry (what?) A Woody Woodpecker You need body work, I work that body, I'm a body wrecker Inter-sector, I'm the nectar plus the plum I manage to take advantage, cause some of these hoes are so dumb If you got some, just an eensy bit of game Then it's safe to say it's that bet you can get a dame I shoot, aim the same game, yo obediently Tell em that I get the drawers come off immediately Here comes a nut s*ut, and we can do the Beat Street strut And be that I'm a mutt so what? No but if's or maybe baby, look who's talkin to It's true when I'm drunk I might bone anything that's walkin' Down the street, watchin' ladies Nobody's watchin' you, because you got a baby I ain't tryin' to be a stepfather so I don't bother Word to mommy dearest, I look farther Down the road, to a road not taken I'm tired of all these same b**hes, I need to take care A new flower, so Joe can take a shower And get wet, and then jet Like ah, seven-forty-seven I tell the girls my number 7-7-7-ninety-three-eleven Then I'm steppin', so when they call me, you'll hear "Is Common there?" Uh-uh, sorry You got the wrong number, if you wonder I'm the lumberjack Choppin' down the cherry tree and never comin' back It's like that and it'll be like that Because a dog is a woman's best friend black