busted a nut across her fucking stomach, took out some more records and dust them off made a beat and wrote about 100 bars why u cant fuck with charles, charles
make it Plus I kept envisioning the woman I was taking home Getting naked (clothes), baby take it (slow), ain't no way we gotta (go), I lay in my all pink
it's porn You think it's songs in the mornin', You get excited, I think it's borin' "Charles, why sample, why you gotta' sing Why you gotta' rockin' pink
