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K.M.D.

Plumskinzz

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Текст песни K.M.D. - Plumskinzz

K.M.D. - Plumskinzz слова песни

* this song was also the b-side to a "Mr. Hood" twelve inch[Zev Love X]Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huhYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahUh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huhYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah..Uhhhhh, uhhhhh, uhh uhh uhh uhh uhh..Sho` nuff as the 7-11 winsI`s in for Plumskinnz from begin (like when?)A rooster a-booster, vickin all the hens (with a grin)Thick chicks, but even sticks got friends (least ten)Up high, the up high I`m coveredwith the innocent fuzz from the peaches says the streets (hit the toe)Down low on the down lowI know the right juice from the darkest fruits got roots (a superhoe)Mind wanderin, mind playin tricksI want Nestle Quik picks my best of games to kicksTongue tied up, tongue tied up confidinThinkin if I could I`ll stoop to trickin ??Beware the grocer when ya crush em with your thumbs though (oh?)See no grocer wants bruised plums yo (so?)Once bruised one time, `tis forgottenAnd once the plums is rotten, the skinzz`ll cut your gumsAt the corner store a sign reads, "For Sale: Plumskinzz Fruit Cocktail"Only ones runnin to the corner is pale malesOpen all night, the corner plumskinzz is staleBack to the honeyplum that`s swift with giftAnd if the plum is pit I guess I`ll just plead fifthI`ll say sweet young, from your ?? have someYou got some peach(fuzz), ("Yeah you know me!") well I`m down with O.P.PlumskinzzDon`t drool with all the juice you dribbleScribble the beeper code, so the X can gets a nibbleTrust, just, in case you`re asked whybehind my buttonfly is a fruit fly,huntin for those plumskinzz I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop (When I`m checkin for the plums) ya don`t stop I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop (When I`m lickin on the plums) ya don`t stop I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop (When I`m eatin on the plum) ya don`t stop I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop (Like suckin on a plum) ya don`t stop[Onyx]Since last we spoke I cried about Teddy RuxpinAnd me myself, in a dream, pimpin in a tux and uhhnow that the toys in my bed hit the edgesSkinzz`ll be smoked like, Benson and HedgesLegs over ledges, I`m over heelsover heels, five-nine is the result of how I buildBut then hard times come, oh and howIt makes me feel as if I needs, a LowenbrauNo I ain`t gon` never seek refuse in boozeI find the Gods and crews, seekin plumskinzz to bruiseUp somethin lovely kickin game, no shameGREAT shape got me GREAT date but untamedYou never knows, where goes my hand nextSuprise, I`m in your plumskin SpandexLust for lust-ful got me lustinHonies ask for it, but then they start bustinWant ya, need ya, but don`t wanna seed yaBaby listen close, and follow this procedureYou feel my peachfuzz while I rub your plumskinBut before you go you know we gotta get somethinstart-ed, pump-kin, pieI promise to lick ya til your well runs dryBy the fruit you bare I guess you got spoonIn my room I search some this Fruit of my LoomI never touch young bright them plums til they reach age(Oooh-ahh plumsauce baby food is Subroc stage)Don`t think I ain`t good when I`m gooderDon`t think I won`t when I wouldaI save plums in lump sums because I may want it soonDamn I wouldn`t want my plum to turn pruneUnless it be all that, be all thatIt won`t matter, just black sweet ones come fatterI`m kinda, kinda picky with my fruit mixBut always fix fat drums in the batterThey say you must, must share a little plumI say, "With that idea kid, you`re dumb"I play the role, play the role, kinda shyAnd keep the concept to unbutton the flyThe question, my oh my, any left for thy shore?I pick fresh fruit, plus vick `em galoreRaw as can be, I can be much more adoremy sweet gift shot like Quickdraw McGrawIt`s plenty much, plenty much to go roundI weigh `em by the hand, take `em by the poundMaybe I slap big, bot-tom roundBut if now, sit tight, I just might hound you downThings that make you go "Mmmmm"Taste a sugarplum, use your mouth, go "Mmmmm"If you ain`t already been, yo catch me with a finnicky grinAnd you should know, like Flynn I`m infor those plumskinzz I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When I`m squishin up a plum (Ya don`t stop!) I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When I`m rubbin on a plum (Ya don`t stop!) I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When I`m goin on a plum (Ya don`t stop!) I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop And when I`m grabbin on a plum (Ya don`t stop!) I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When I`m ?? on the plum (Ya don`t stop!) I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When I`m lickin on a plum (Ya don`t stop!) I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When I`m nibblin on a plum (Ya don`t stop!) I said a hip, hop, shooby doo wop When you`re pickin up the plums (Ya don`t stop!)

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