Clyde Carson - Black Light lyrics

(Hook)X2 It look badder in the black light Can I hit it in the black light? Get it, get it in the black light Is that right? (Roach Gigz) Excuse me while I get this guy smooched ? with the booze, tan line sipping troop Right hand on the bible I'm liable to roof And my dawg then poofed, voila! that moose I be on that hog, champagne, and orange juice But when it got dark is when my orange grew In that black light It's like the a** get fatter, and the face look badder Hey hey batter batter Then the s** swings bat and she know it's gone My boxers and my socks blowing little pablo A couple shots taking back to vinyl, spinning then she got naked Incense burning, the job writing the rules, I'm violating the coup, but not bacon Boy I'm fresh out the oven, one of the best go discuss it I don't stress off that rubber, she don't invest in my budget And on the left they gon' love it, R Geezy, you beezy, it's easy (Hook)X2 It look badder in the black light Can I hit it in the black light? Get it, get it in the black light Is that right? (Clyde Carson) I got b**hes like Eddie Murphy in Boomerang I'm addicted I got d** in my limousine If she hot I'ma' come and put her fire out Make a mama one to come out of retirement Dark purple you can smell it through the zig zag Dark room, black light, where she strip at Hella faded seeing double Still got another bundle It's a ? party at the moto' shop Mixed Bacardi in my soda pop I came in tardy on a solo hype I came in tardy 'cus the show don't stop I got sh** to do, I'm so into you So full of sh**, don't believe it boar Let's keep it lit, let's speak the truth I'm tryna' do something in this little private room (Hook)X2 It look badder in the black light Can I hit it in the black light? Get it, get it in the black light Is that right?