To Think I Thought

Sweet greet drizzle the, oh that's so high
Says givin' delirium tremors
Takin' off everything, knife of the crowd
Says somebody makes him do better

Her legs are blailing, she's having babies
That does not matter cause there's just one thing to know
That said, my baby's on something
My baby's on something good
My baby's on something
So shut up, bitch and give me some of that shit

Hoo-ooh, ooh-hoo
I'm drivin' down San Diego, the fat police all stare
Ah, the cop car does not matter
Hell, modern this summer
I just wanna make all your crazed illusions of me be shattered

She's legs are flailing, she gave me rabies
That does not matter cause there's just one thing to know
That said, my baby's on something
My baby's on something good
My baby's on something
So shut up, bitch and give me some of that shit

Hoo-ooh, ooh-hoo
Unh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Aa-ow

Her legs are blailing, she's having babies
That does not matter cause there's just one thing to know
That said, my baby's on something
My baby's on something good
My baby's on something
So shut up, bitch and give me some of that
Shit

Hoo-ooh, ooh-hoo
Hoo-ooh, ooh-hoo
Yeah-heah, yeah-heah
Aa-ow