Child’s Play

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk White miniskirt with a Betty Boop bum She had an ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn Waist like a Coke bottle scoring Pretty young thing loved the swings At times she got my ding-a-ling hard When she said push hard, she kept Vaseline Open ass she swung back, couldn't help her dress blew back Now held accountable right for my actions Right before the Wallabee Champ was rocking Wallows Drawing cards, sent her rap message through a bottle Lines from Dolemite, few tips from Goines Birthday, gave her two fifty cent coins Puppy love, gorgeous face, amazed by lip gloss Cherry scent, when the princess spoked yo it bounched off Mole like Marilyn Monroe, threw a rose in her mouth Wherever God go will be Mrs. Cole [Bridge] Girl's so pretty, kids with little biddies help the years go slow, slow Surrounded by intelligence, life through education healthy minds will grow, grow Catch me on a bus-stop, dusted, cursing out the cops But still come and vibe with me Everybody's talking about Wu-Tang fronting But you still telling lies to me [Verse 2] Beautiful in live shows, having no intentions on love But have you strung I suppose Here we go, the only way she popped the gum Shook her ass, I'm not the one Double dutch, waiting for the bus with faggot Laurie son Now 'N Later lady 7th floor, building 7-80 Fancy fox, booties for her socks, nothing else can change me Young Nefertiti, knowledge seed with no jewelry on Tahitian fresh berry tree, she's a capricorn I really liked the girl, had dreams about her Thinking to myself some nights she got ("louder") But hating, was Sheneneh and Grace and Keylolo Trick bitches jumped my boo at the school a few years ago Hit me, you hit me, Grace got the last hit Ayo, the bitches started swinging and shit, so I jumped in Those were the days, made faces in school plays Paper trays, city wide test, made half a days Shooting puppy water, might hump the pillow, dick an inch taller Stapleton bum nigga, I'll pop her cherry for her Fresh Air Fund, nail's done, alphabets berets Jellies, bubble yum, soda tongue, too young to cum Then engage you with them candy rings, ayo, I hit that shit Got jealous when she kissed Rob, I broke her Chick-O-Sticks [Outro] Guys and girls Y'all remember those days and shit Girls walk around in school One ponytail with the beret Neck's looking like baby powder, you know what I mean? Those were the days right there Boston Baked Beans, girls come to school with mad candy YouknowhatImean? You'd just come in school for half days, and all that Just to see that little girl right there, no mind to this Go home and think about it, youknowhatImean? May hump the bed sometimes on her, youknowhatImean? Word, those days man, those, those were the good old days right there G That shit was fun, lunchroom, see in the lunchroom, youknowhatImean? Might get a little, go to the G.O. Store or something, youknowhatImean? Word, buy a little chocolate, a little shake or something, youknowhatImean? A little buttercrunch joints or something, youknowhatImean? That's that real shit, G I miss those shits, man I wanna go back to school, man That's my word, man For real y'all, those were, those were the Goddamn y'all, you remember?