Patti's impoverished and dehydrated, up in here lyin'
*** the communication and her nook material lines
The world as you know it's puppetry, soap behind girl's eyes
Passive-aggressive tug-of-war till eyes roll or they'll fly
Lord of inhibitions, lord of a dungeon camera
Lord of a women yearning service of logistic
But there's too many rat heads that don't keep it silent
We gots to make sure Jamji's unseen in the Highland
Too much salad, same runnin' at a lost style
Another ball of the shade, trick-or-trailer smile
Words to let me hold it, ladies, show him how to get wild
No offense, but maybe she wants to get real, she gets riled
Where's the girl that's A?
Good girls get twisted, runnin' with their shirts lifted
Eyes shifted, velvet, somewhat gifted
Take your life to the check, you'll run the world through ***
So many ladies at the show, yeah, come get a dope
Hit her on time, on her ass tat signs
A gypsy seduce, under she puts dudes in a trance
Cali snake dance, this Paisley boss
Picturesque world has you typecast
She's the altar that thugs worship
Open keys, twelve-year-old rush fiends
Look for versions of slaves kept everyday
Who cares less than our generation
A classic showcase in a world of distortion
A classic showcase in a world of distortion
A classic showcase in a world of distortion
Altoid, visionary requiem
Fluid world divided by seconds
Ground, surround, smoke, cloud, gin
Marshal on the fly, green iris
Blue skin
A classic showcase in a world of distortion
A classic showcase in a world of distortion
A classic showcase in a world of distortion