[INTRO]
[VERSE ONE]
Aliens invading my sleep
This ain't a movie, dog
I swear on everything that I've seen
There's people watching me
And clocking me
From other galaxies
Getting on top of me
And if you don't roger me
Than owe me an apology
Learned how to do it at a studio on Rogers Street
Or Avenue
My ballyhoo
Is Dodger heat
That mean Brooklyn's the borough
Ly Mou, the guy who, always stay thorough
Old school
New school
No school rules
f** The Cool Kids and The Retro Fools
Rock the same clothes five days a week
Still pull a b**h
In the bed, she a freak
In the streets, she's a geek
On her back, I'mma skeet
But
I still love her and I hug her in the sheets
Cuddle bug when I'm out of d**
In the club when I cut a rug
[OUTRO]