Pretty

Lyrics

[Intro: Von Pea] We just so sexy in this motherf*****r Von Pea, the Beatmaker in here And this is my solo track And this goes out to all the men that have been lied to by these bitties And I know you've been lied to Maybe you didn't break the way you should've broke But I break So this is how it goes, yo Damn, yo, I remember that Kelis Yo, Beatmaker, that is a nice shirt - that is a very sexy shirt you have on, brother [The Beatmaker] I know that! [Von Pea] You arrogant bastard Whenever [Verse 1: Von Pea] She was walking down the block With her hand in her back pocket I would pay fifty grand Just so I could be that hand Just so I could be that man to Open up and cram huge Mini-me in her chocolate pink petite When the air go in it squeaks Squeaky clean, there's some hair in my cuisine Waiter, please, tell the cook to wax this peach Not from Georgia, not from Florida, five-nine She not much shorter than me, V-O-N-P-E-A, hey Remember that day? Back to the subject, I recollect She wore black jeans if I recollect, baby tee Washboard tummy an at least cup Cs Open toed heels Damn, this chick is so real All and still before I please her, meet her She's no skeezer, she's a pretty woman [Chorus] Can't get her out of my head That's why I gotta get her in my bed Can't get her out of my mind When I get her it's over She's a pretty woman [Verse 2: Von Pea] Uh, uh, uh I'm like "hey, miss" and she said "huh" I'm like face it, I'm not Denzel But if you're into looks, who could match this well Low budget in the forty buck dunks But I bet what I spit will have her watered up tough On some "call me up" stuff, fast forward up enough We're at the Justice of the peace with a hundred buck tux She looks like, um, okay But I really wanna stab like a young OJ Blood rushing to my head I want to Coldplay girl Let's go play like hey, hey, hey I'm on Long story short, the number? Wrong I guess there's no point to this song Cause little Von Pea won't point to that thong And that's so wrong and I still see her In her little shorts, thighs better than Tamia's Damn, should've told Pretty I'd eat her She's no skeezer, she's a pretty woman [Chorus] Can't get her out of my head That's why I gotta get her in my bed Can't get her out of my mind When I get her it's over She's a pretty, uh, uh, uh, uh Beatmaker, stop the music