Broadcasting live from 327 Market heeerree's the Sumi! Heerrreeee's The Molly!
Sumi has the armor on, fabulous iron chain. She She rocks it out. She is my boom boom-make some noise-in the house-homegirl. She doesn't want to say nuthin. She's out.
I got her back, she got me, from here to the next block.
We slammed! Everybody loved my Pope Slam. Giovanni's Steppin'! The Pope was Dope! He's got the Pope-mobile. He's going around. The bullet-proof Popemobile! The Pope is dope! Watch-out.
Sumi layed it down, her poem went around, it tied it all up. She fed us someting. She got the word in the house. i heard it, I heard it.
S: don't kick that to the curb, its not for the birds its for you, my True.
M: True dat!
S: Just like the slugging Catepillar on the ground, they be flying in the sky, next when they got the butterfly.
M: The Butterfly's gonna get you. Get your own roof.
S: Don't be mean.
M: yah meanies, watch the meanies.
S: mean ain't clean?
M: Why you gotta be mean?
S: You don't gotta be mean, you don't be nice: you gotta be something in-between.
S: errrr-aaaaaa-errrrrr (scratch, scratch), chchchchch.
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hey darling, you come to Trader Joes with me? I'll be wearing the purple prom dress and you can wear something fabulous
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