HOM:
You say you wanna get with me
But I ain’t trying to bring you home to M-A-R-R-Y-M-E
I only picked you up because I’m hittin’
on the rumor of your D and my position
is that a girl ain’t got to show you no respect
when she’s the Hyades of the motherfucking paychecks
Really? You’re scratching through my Roosevelts
My Jeffersons and Lincolns?
And I’m supposed to be in it for the power of your thinkin’?
If this was designation brains you’d dance the Jeopardy
I been dancing that for years, those moves don’t satisfy me
You’re some oasis of conceit dubbing me Dr. Mistreat
When I don’t keep the bands off ‘cause my O is on repeat
What’s your long stroke for an hour for a thousand, Alex?
In category: Ride Your Face And Eat A Meal Off Your Pecs

Drop it, don’t pick it up

Z:
You say you want to get with me
You know you like my hard Ts
pitter patter and Tim Terilli
rotten button and spaghetti

Uh no time for talk
Uh you gotta bust out
them walking feet and please come my way
Keep it on the low low what I’m sayin' is

Please give it up
na na na na now
If you need directions
I’ll show you how
I’m trying to ask nice
What I gotta ask twice?

Seven minutes in heaven let's go for it
I’ll spin some Cure and that might fit
If only tonight we could sleep in a bed made of flowers
and make love for hours
Thank goodness I finally told you
What I gotta do….scold you?

No more pleas and imploring
Your game is so boring
I thought you said on the telephone
Time to get this outta the friend zone
Time to do things so beautiful and filthy
Saddle up cause I know you’re with me

HOM:
You want the handouts I’m a Kafka headed loop of nay This ain’t no open-ended deal and you’re no croupier
I got a strong will I want your Phyl Dill But if you think you’re going anywhere with ScZa it’s just in for my kill
Between you and a Swiffer it’s dispose after consume
You think you’re taking me to Parmistan or to the moon Before the light is up Before my valuation drops
Consider your position vis a vis true Bruce Lee chops
Cause I will drop this like a scene a rhyme a bomb
and charge the bill to clean the sheets of it right to your mom
I’m gonna drop it (don't pick it up)
DROP IT
I want it
DROP IT
ditto
DROP IT
I want it
DROP IT
ditto
DROP IT
I’m your huckleberry
DROP IT
naughty spank
DROP IT
so badly
DROP IT
I can taste it

DON’T PICK IT UP
No, we’ll jump
DON’T PICK IT UP
Like hell we will
DON’T PICK IT UP
No, we’ll jump
DON’T PICK IT UP
Who are those guys?
DON’T PICK IT UP
I feel refreshed
DON’T PICK IT UP
Bitte baby
DON’T PICK IT UP
Oh, it’s twue!
DON’T PICK IT UP
DROP IT
There must be a way
You had to get here ahead of me didn’t you?
ROCKET BLAST
Are you on your way in or out of that hole?