Letras: KMD. Peachfuzz.
Oh Pete Nice? I'm smoother than him, man I mean
He wears suits and all, you know no disrespect
Yeah right, just a thought
Heavy D yo, the girls they love me
They love me, I just know it
Yea Positive K? He's dip dip divin
Yeah right
Yeah LL, yo he might keep the girls
But yo, I'm the man
I'm the man, as a matter of fact
Yo, see they laughin at me man
I'm the man
Yo, that ain't right
Yo, well anyway
By the hairs of my chinny chin chin, gots many plus plenty
String by string, I think I counts like twenty
If you loan me a ear, I'll return it with interest
If not, I'll simply twist the wrist
So listen up closely, with thoughts to recoup me
Cause I hope to gross like ten cent per groupie
Now only if I had two G's per strand
Ask my anchor banker, he understands
I used to wrap my hand around a cold gold can
Someone once said health is wealth, so check self
I gots a perfect check up, 'cept for a hiccup, roll with no stick up
How can I keep the goya nectars on my shelf?
Oh boya how I searched for an employer
But before Zeale Huckleberry film was in Tom Sawyer
Now use your imagination, just a smidgen
If I was a bird I'd be a pigeon
Succumb one to crumbs and pizza crust, when every fella can
Eat fresh fish and live fat like pelican
Then again, that's only if your capable for freckles
Or blue eyes , I settle for Heckle n' Jeckle
While I chuckle at my man with the cellular phone
The only phone I own's a funky xylophone's tone
Ain't no joint in, annoyin high pitched ringin
We do the tap twist and twitch bringin
Through soul and this cordless thingamajig
Sure as Onyx's clippers etch a clue to your wig
We'll do the gig so make your mind
The pipe, the bowl or us fiddlers, don't riddle us
I'll even ride a bus to the coast if clear
For okay pay, I'll say
Now all this runnin round's kickin me right in the rear
And still I'm judged by the hairs on my chinny chin chin
And I'm able to hit a skin
Just like my man Puba Maxwell, so I'm smooth
Yeah, candy get the job done but yo, I take care of business
{Peachfuzz} Now what's up with this peachfuzz nonsense?
{Peachfuzz} What are y'all talkin about this peachfuzz?
{Peachfuzz} Nah, I just got one thing to say
{Peachfuzz} Ahh man
By the hairs of my chinny chin chin, six black hairs
String by string, I think I counts five pairs
That's a little, but still, can I get a thumbs up?
At least for the peachfuzz that sums up
A tidbit, yeah that's it, but who gives a sugar
Honey iced tea besides me
For if, I ever riff, yet and still, windmills
So I take time just to kill
I say cute is for a bear, teddy bear like Teddy Ruxpin
Would I be handsome if I pimped in a tux then
Smoked a cigar with some black chinese shoes then
Picked up some friends in my Benz and start cruisin
Huh, that's a dream that I ain't even livin
If that makes a man, surely I'll recommend
I'll stay a toy boy eatin Butterfingers
With Knowledge of Self, and colorin books on my shelf
I wanna grow up, cause maybe if I did then
I wouldn't be treated like a Toys 'R Us kid when
They counts ten upon my chin
By the hairs of my peachfuzz, let's say each was
An inch, psych because I can't pull or pinch
It's a wrench, and I thought life would be a cinch
But anyway, anyhow, let's talk about someway somehow
That I can make my peachfuzz grow out
Really, do I need beard that grows with no pores
Just to be respected and resemble Santa Claus?
Hear this clear, I'm a MAN I tell ya
No dreams or drugs like the slugs will I ever sell ya
A man I am, in the body of a youth
So don't play me like I'm Born Universe Truth Truth
So when I knock at your hearts, let me in
And judge me not by the hairs of my chinny chin chin
Yeah, that's what we call, pimpin presence yo
Call me tonight, knowhatI'msayin?
You got it
Yeah, you know I eat no pork
So why can't I be as smooth as my man Dr. York?
I see none
Yo, I'm smoother than the bottom of Hammer's shoes
After three hundred spins
No love here
No hair on my chest, but my boy Ak West, I'm just smoother
I'm just smoother
Yeah right
I'm definitely smoother than y'all just saw
It's about time
I'm sayin, yo but, I don't want to hear
{Peachfuzz} none of this peachfuzz nonsense
{Peachfuzz} Peachfuzz
{Peachfuzz} You know
{Peachfuzz}
{Peachfuzz} He's a little boy
{Peachfuzz}
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{Peachfuzz}
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He wears suits and all, you know no disrespect
Yeah right, just a thought
Heavy D yo, the girls they love me
They love me, I just know it
Yea Positive K? He's dip dip divin
Yeah right
Yeah LL, yo he might keep the girls
But yo, I'm the man
I'm the man, as a matter of fact
Yo, see they laughin at me man
I'm the man
Yo, that ain't right
Yo, well anyway
By the hairs of my chinny chin chin, gots many plus plenty
String by string, I think I counts like twenty
If you loan me a ear, I'll return it with interest
If not, I'll simply twist the wrist
So listen up closely, with thoughts to recoup me
Cause I hope to gross like ten cent per groupie
Now only if I had two G's per strand
Ask my anchor banker, he understands
I used to wrap my hand around a cold gold can
Someone once said health is wealth, so check self
I gots a perfect check up, 'cept for a hiccup, roll with no stick up
How can I keep the goya nectars on my shelf?
Oh boya how I searched for an employer
But before Zeale Huckleberry film was in Tom Sawyer
Now use your imagination, just a smidgen
If I was a bird I'd be a pigeon
Succumb one to crumbs and pizza crust, when every fella can
Eat fresh fish and live fat like pelican
Then again, that's only if your capable for freckles
Or blue eyes , I settle for Heckle n' Jeckle
While I chuckle at my man with the cellular phone
The only phone I own's a funky xylophone's tone
Ain't no joint in, annoyin high pitched ringin
We do the tap twist and twitch bringin
Through soul and this cordless thingamajig
Sure as Onyx's clippers etch a clue to your wig
We'll do the gig so make your mind
The pipe, the bowl or us fiddlers, don't riddle us
I'll even ride a bus to the coast if clear
For okay pay, I'll say
Now all this runnin round's kickin me right in the rear
And still I'm judged by the hairs on my chinny chin chin
And I'm able to hit a skin
Just like my man Puba Maxwell, so I'm smooth
Yeah, candy get the job done but yo, I take care of business
{Peachfuzz} Now what's up with this peachfuzz nonsense?
{Peachfuzz} What are y'all talkin about this peachfuzz?
{Peachfuzz} Nah, I just got one thing to say
{Peachfuzz} Ahh man
By the hairs of my chinny chin chin, six black hairs
String by string, I think I counts five pairs
That's a little, but still, can I get a thumbs up?
At least for the peachfuzz that sums up
A tidbit, yeah that's it, but who gives a sugar
Honey iced tea besides me
For if, I ever riff, yet and still, windmills
So I take time just to kill
I say cute is for a bear, teddy bear like Teddy Ruxpin
Would I be handsome if I pimped in a tux then
Smoked a cigar with some black chinese shoes then
Picked up some friends in my Benz and start cruisin
Huh, that's a dream that I ain't even livin
If that makes a man, surely I'll recommend
I'll stay a toy boy eatin Butterfingers
With Knowledge of Self, and colorin books on my shelf
I wanna grow up, cause maybe if I did then
I wouldn't be treated like a Toys 'R Us kid when
They counts ten upon my chin
By the hairs of my peachfuzz, let's say each was
An inch, psych because I can't pull or pinch
It's a wrench, and I thought life would be a cinch
But anyway, anyhow, let's talk about someway somehow
That I can make my peachfuzz grow out
Really, do I need beard that grows with no pores
Just to be respected and resemble Santa Claus?
Hear this clear, I'm a MAN I tell ya
No dreams or drugs like the slugs will I ever sell ya
A man I am, in the body of a youth
So don't play me like I'm Born Universe Truth Truth
So when I knock at your hearts, let me in
And judge me not by the hairs of my chinny chin chin
Yeah, that's what we call, pimpin presence yo
Call me tonight, knowhatI'msayin?
You got it
Yeah, you know I eat no pork
So why can't I be as smooth as my man Dr. York?
I see none
Yo, I'm smoother than the bottom of Hammer's shoes
After three hundred spins
No love here
No hair on my chest, but my boy Ak West, I'm just smoother
I'm just smoother
Yeah right
I'm definitely smoother than y'all just saw
It's about time
I'm sayin, yo but, I don't want to hear
{Peachfuzz} none of this peachfuzz nonsense
{Peachfuzz} Peachfuzz
{Peachfuzz} You know
{Peachfuzz}
{Peachfuzz} He's a little boy
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