Madlib - LOWERCASE lyrics

WOW! All Caps, she on his lap until his popped cap erupts from the kickback, her knickknack with lips chapped She was crusty Tummy musty From the slush discuss disgusting rumors spread so no one's trusting Yeah, no one's trusting Please call me Mr. shades of grey, my mind sprays gamma rays The heroes pay for all the silly craze Leave the scummy phage and flow dirty like bees, birdies, surely Hit him in the temple, Shirley, vision's whirly, gates is pearly Date from the flirting was a thirty out of thirty Bumpin' oldies on my cellular phone and roll these schemes to your brethren but, we know that he's a clone When stones throw, my homes know how it goes when n***as buy these rotten flows and cotton clothes and sloppy hoes is plotting on foes Because of mua Menage A Trois with one plus one plus one Thus he cums and slumps the scum Just for fun, sh**s and giggles in a pickle never fickle stayed the same When it rains we counting change it's not a phase the gang will raise, rise up them things sag so get your size chump Dudes with nothing relate to it, so they pursue this slow movement pay attention to pulpit your foolish