Yo, man! This is a song about a girl, bro, that came out to Hollywood to make it from the farm. She's totally fresh. Maybe- maybe she's from Atlanta, the midwest? You know she's milked cows though. She's totally clean. It's called "Lisa Lisa The One I Adore"
I'm a stony, crusty dude with a mop on top My melon's fully tweaked but I'll never stop Stop trying to weaz the nugs from coast to coast The ones with the cones are the ones I dig the most
Lisa Lisa! (Lisa, Lisa) Major Lisa Lisa! (Lisa, Lisa) Heavy metal, dude Second verse..
I'm cruisin' down the street, me in my jeep There's a Lisa chillin' solo, so I give it a beep Witness my wood and my helmet too Your donut's kinda fresh, I wanna glaze you
Lisa Lisa! (Lisa, Lisa) Whoa, you're intense Lisa Lisa! (Lisa, Lisa) I adore you
This is the solo part, bro. This is when I, like, start ripping. Watch me try to merge with the chick
Alright Lisa, my mom's out of town. Y'know, she's ?. We're havin' a huge, major rager up at my pad. Jacuzzis, bubbles, Chablis, into the whole gig. Are you into it or what?
(Well, who's gonna be there?)
It's gonna be me and you
(Uh-uh, I have a boyfriend)
So? I have a girlfriend. Ah-woo...
The moral to the story my stoney, crusty buds When Lisa shines you fully, get a other nugs Keep your melon up hot, don't let her harsh your gig Witness three o'clock, there's another rig
Lisa Lisa! (Pauly, Pauly) Buff the weaz Lisa Lisa! (Pauly, Pauly) Munchin' I gotta ? anyways
Bottom line is, man, just love one another, peace and stuff alright?
Word to the we-easals I'm outta here, ah-wooo...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
