Chillin' on Moon Rocks (feat. Killa B Tha Kush King)
Charles Babis
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I'm Vader with a saber makin' love to the paper People hatin' Catch you later Later alligator When it come to the dolla's I can make a hoe holla Why bother Yea Yea Yea My girl she a goddess And still bein' modest She on fire She the hottest She a star Shine the brightest She fly She the pilot She my queen She my highness Highness Highness She my queen It goes One for the money Two for the show Three to get funny Four for the hoes Five to get lucky Six to get stoned Seven to get dummy And eight to get blown One for the money Two for the show Three to get funny Four for the hoes Five to get lucky Six to get stoned Seven to get dummy And eight to get blown Baby girl Shake that ass one time Baby girl Shake that ass Shake that ass Baby girl Shake that ass one time Baby girl Shake that ass one time I'm teachin' a how-to class when I'm about to rap I'll put ya' to sleep on the ground to nap I'll have ya' jaw battered till it's all fractured Skull matters all splattered all along the wall plastered I'm not from earth my parents are alien Martians But Mars wasn't safe cause some crazy shit started So I had to come to earth as a baby departed Got adopted by a family and they raised me with yall's kids So we're different species not the same you and me Cause I'm from Mars I don't need a space suit to breathe You're so skeptical over there but I'll make you believe I'll beam you up in my UFO and I'll take you with me It goes One for the money Two for the show Three to get funny Four for the hoes Five to get lucky Six to get stoned Seven to get dummy And eight to get blown One for the money Two for the show Three to get funny Four for the hoes Five to get lucky Six to get stoned Seven to get dummy And eight to get blown Baby girl Shake that ass one time Baby girl Shake that ass Shake that ass Baby girl Shake that ass one time Baby girl Shake that ass one time The shit that I'm spittin' is the wickedest shit that's been spit in a Minute Infinite's spinnin' in the kitchen as I'm sittin' itchin' to Dig in this delicious chicken from Rips, lips hittin the tip of a Spliff that's mixed with cigs lippin' the shit as if I'm lickin' the Clit Stick in her ribs Stick in her ribs Bitches thicker than shit Thicker than shit Ayo Killa man I think that shit's kickin' in dawg Yes Aye Killa Ooh Aye bro I I feel wavy bro Swerve Sauce Aye You got the UFO keys No I uh, thought you grabbed 'em Aww f*ck
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